Every morning is a struggle to lift myself up.
Every morning my breaths take so much more.
Every day the light hits my face, I shield my heart.
Every afternoon I stare at the clocks hand, watching the seconds tick away.
Every evening I watch my heartbeats become but a grain of sand in this hourglass.
Every night I stare at my life from afar.
Every night I watch it all become a blur.
Every night, I watch the vicious cycle never end.
Yet, every morning I pick myself back up again.
Every morning I tell myself it's okay once more.
Every morning I smile once more.
Every morning, is worth the next day.
Every morning, the cycle breaks only to be made anew once more.
Every morning, I once was weak but now I've grown.
Every morning, my own weakness is my greatest foe.
Yet, Every day... Life is worth so much more~