maybe waking up today
and living your life
feels like wasting it away
maybe staying in bed
watching the dust lay
on the sunlight
relates to trauma you can’t place
being told life’s not a race
yet
being pushed to win it all the same
the fact that existing seems impossible
is giving
being told it’s plausible
to fail at living
but before you take the plunge
into the unforgiving
ocean depths
(representing stress rather than death)
take a breath
and consider this
there is no purpose bestowed unto us
there is always a surplus
of life to live
boredom
is the first sign of creativity
forget living like it’s our last night;
live like we have an eternity
then we might
take the time to delight
in the dust
laying on the sunlight
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