When things are bad and there is no end in sight. I try to remember this poem reminding me to keep fighting.

I been scarred and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
Snow has friz me,
Sun has baked me,

Looks like between ’em they done
Tried to make me

Stop laughin’, stop lovin’, stop livin’–
But I don’t care!
I’m still here!

- Langston Hughes