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.