PUSH
Pray
Until
Something
Happens
Tonight. I need a big PUSH. I'm at that moment where I'm grateful I don't own a gun. I'm at the moment where I grateful I only use knives to chop veggies. sometimes it hurts to breath.
One big step forward. and that next step in...midway...down I go. hard hit to the ground. takes my breath away. stuns me. didn't see it coming. what just happened? everything was going so well. no one is around. just me on the ground. how did i get here?
get up. keep walking. gingerly. quietly. be cautious.
breath.
smile so no one knows how bad you hurt.
One big step forward. Bam. another hit! wait....what? again?
repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat again. it's only the 49th day of the year and i have no idea why i wake up every day.
PUSH! Push. push.
something good has to happen. something good has to stick.
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