The speaker is setting a boundary with someone who says they want to help. At first it sounds like a simple "leave me alone," but the poem turns into something more careful. The speaker doesn't reject support. They reject a particular kind of support: the kind where the other person jumps in for the easy, visible part of a problem and vanishes when things get painful.
The complaint is quiet but pointed. "Something bad comes up for me and you dissappear / Just to reappear when it's gone." That line suggests a pattern the speaker has seen many times, and it carries tiredness more than rage. The repeated "my battle" and the plain, short lines make the tone firm and steady, almost like someone who has rehearsed this conversation. The last two lines soften the demand into an offer: if you're going to help, stay for all of it. The mood is guarded but hopeful, a request for loyalty rather than rescue.