Resentful, I open my tired eyes I am greeted with another excruciating day “One more day” I have to say to myself One More Day But it’s always one more day The days bleed into each other Life feels like a blur Just going through the motions I am so tired of these days They seem endlessly long And yet they seem to fly by I’m stuck in a rut called life I need to learn to wake up Not just to open my eyes every morning But to really live and breathe I need to feel alive I’ve been stuck for so long My bed feels like a tar pit I could just melt away But what kind of life would that be Tomorrow when I wake up I must will myself out of bed I will shower, get dressed I will go. I will live.