Numb days

Feeling of numb emotion and pain

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Short of breath from worry

Lack of energy from the depressive haze

Aching as another day comes

With ill preparation she wills herself to stand

The comfort of warmth from where she had laid

Speaking words of doubt in her

Begging for her to stay

She fights the doubt and pushes on

Proud of herself

She finally feeds herself the fruits of her labor

Even if all she did was wake

She knew that was all her body could give her

She keeps her strength till she reaches the couch

Where all enzymes rest till bed

After a few, she begins to cramp up

Knowing her body wants to move but has no motivation

Repositioning to please the aches

She knows what she needs

But motivation eludes her

The bed speaks sweet nothings

Awaiting her presence

Finally she appeases the nagging in her body

Making it back to bed

As she knows she had no purpose for the day

At least she tried

There is always tomorrow