Journal

Crying, kicking, screaming

Tired of the yelling

In the car and to the office

Face to face; eyes burning

It will be ok

At least that's what I said

I don't want to do it

I'll never be better

Journal your thoughts

Journal your emotions

Writing what I held inside

To prevent from bursting open

Writing hopes and writing dreams

As to never lose sight

Writing goals to focus

Inspired to persure

Inspired to perservere

What I once thought impossible

Proved to be possible