assume positivity

as the world is
sometimes seems the only view you
see is usually from the
underside of a tire
mornings often start with an
endurance test of memories of last night
putting on clothes and a smile and going
out into the world
sort of feels like torture
in my face
tiny minutes fight its way
in and seems like hours once again
veins of pain grow deep in my brain
if i take a bit to just breathe and try to think
then i recall just how lucky i am
you are in my life so everything will be alright
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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