Daily Struggle

I can’t get up today
I’m guessing in bed I’ll stay.
My body feels so numb
These limbs feel like junk.
Please help me rise myself
Back upon the ground.
For I have lost my feet
Swirling around.
My mind has left again,
this was not the plan.
I crash upon the floor,
head bumped against the door.
My mind has finally awoken
and it has clearly spoken.
Upon my feet I struggle
as my mind begins to chuckle.
“Weak is what you are”
As it continued to roar.
“Fine” I say,
in bed, I’ll stay.

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