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.
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 View more posts
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