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written december 23, 2019

Again I sit at the bottom

No energy to even move

No motivation to change my situation

I'm back in my dark place

But the earth beneath me

Begins to crumble and shake

A declination of the situation

Time to put on a war face

I use my fists

I break the bricks

I use them as footholds

and slowly I lift

I reach the top

and slab tries to block

But I move it aside

I will never stop

The sky vomit sunlight

It burns my eyes, so bright

Still slowly I alight

I'm alive, and everything is right