survived

So you beat the odds
escaped the statistics
 lived on when no one expected

So you fought the good fight
And to everyones surprise
You survived!

So what now?
Reality is...
The cost of being 1% is life imprisonment
To Be "special" is to be tormented

Now that the race has been run
The battle fought and won.

There is half a life of heavy sorrow and debt
Not a medal not a prize

Just night terror, disabled relationships, anxiety and lost potential on the rise
The constant fear of not feeling
The threat of whats been broken never to be fixed

So YAY survival
Hooray you lived!
Now go add value to the gift you were given

Quietly and alone I tremble as fear takes hold
Images and acts come raging to the moment of my very next breath
If this is my future, please take it back

No one ever thinks of what happens to the survivor after surviving
What is left of a 1%?
Maybe there is a reason not many make it through

Maybe its better to disappear in the numerical record of how many fall.