Push Through

My body

Is refusing to wake ⏰

And when it does,

It will not stay that way.

I hit my pillow so hard and quickly,

There was no time between

my fall and my dreams.

But I wake,

and find,

That by the time leave that room,

I am tired again.

I push through, regardless.

This too shall pass,

And I can rest with the uncertainty of when.

Even as a week passes.

Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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