A Poet

No energy to care

You wake and you feel it in your bones.

The desperate wanting for a good day.

The feeling of positivity overcoming you as your feet hit the floor,

But recognizing it’s only the exhaustion that lives within. 

You close your eyes and say “fuck you I don’t have the fight today”.

So you drag yourself to your first cup of coffee and realize “I don’t have to fight THIS every day”.

“I don’t have to choose fight or flight every single day”.

 I can be neutral.  I can do nothing.   I can be nothing. 

I can fight for nothing and want for nothing for one whole day

And just be…

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