Sometimes getting out of bed is a chore.
Sometimes life be a bore.
The routine of it all seems so suffocating.
Sometimes the goals and dreams seem to dissipate once sunlight break through my heavy stupor.
But I smile and put on my best face.
Today may be hard to start, but I will get through it.
Clinging to that glimmer of hope, I force myself to start the day.
I pull myself out of bed and start with the routine because it’s all I can do.
Resolve builds with every passing second.
I brush my teeth, make my bed, go for a jog and try to start fresh.
I try and do one more thing today that I didn’t do yesterday.
I remind myself that I need to do this for me, for my happiness, and to attain the life I want.
Little by little as the minutes turn into hours the day goes on and I feel better. My mind is more alert and can do better.
I challenge myself to do more as the day progresses.
Soon nightfall comes and I’m amazed at much my day had progressed from not wanting to leave my bed to having a full day of accomplished work.
Though I’m not fully satisfied with everything, I’m happy because I tried.
Everyday isn’t going to be perfect but as long as I’m trying and putting my best foot forward, I’ll be okay.
I’ll reach the end of my journey one day.