Damaged But Not Yet Broken

Just once I would like to wake up and have one
of those days people claim to have on social media.

Just to not dread the coming day.
I would like to actually have something,
anything, to look forward to.

These days, my only goal is to get through the hell that is
one of my days and go back to bed.

Why?
Because each new day is a fucking curse.

Take a break from the fanciful world of social media.
Buy one of my books and face reality.

I write of the damaged and broken,
because I am damaged and
every moment of every day
I fight to not break.
And every day I continue.
I may not thrive, but I do survive. 


 

ShortStoryScribe.com

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