Day to Day

Every day,

there's a a knock on my door

tap on the window

voice in my head

says Go on

Get up

Roll out of bed.

Every day,

that ticking persists

says Stay there

Stay still

Stay down.

Every day,

my head Spins

Whirls

Dreams

of possibilities that Argue

Yell

Scream

options at me:

Get up-

No - Stay down

I mean stay

Still

Silent

Sleep.

What makes me tick

is me,

laying Immobile

Quiet

Unchanged 

and unable to

Encourage

Change

Inspire

others.

 

Every day,

I Roll over

Get up

Takek Action

instead of Inaction.

Every day,

I decide not to Tick,

but to 

Take flight

Feel

Flourish

Fly.

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