This morning

This morning, I woke up lost.
I woke dissatisfied that
I got to open my eyes,
Again,
To face daylight,
To face,
What others,
And even I,
Expect of myself.

This morning, I woke saddened,
Fed up
With nurturing such
Dark feelings,
Yet, I couldn’t
Shake them off.

Today, I fight with
Hope,
I force myself
To smile,
To intervene
In how I shape
My happiness.

Today, my heart wants
But my mind is
Beaten.
Yet,
I won’t quit
To wish
For a
Better tomorrow.

 

Photo by Rakicevic Nenad