It's another day,
another fight,
residue of yesterday
sits somewhere
between my brows,
stomach is still in knots
as for the past 3 days
and still I'm amazed
for how for a few moments
between the waking up
and getting up,
I'm filled and fuelled
by hope
so pure and whole
that being alive feels almost worth it
that anything is possible,
that the world is all mine for the taking
I wonder if that's what it feels
to be God-like.
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