no energy to move. trapped in my own body.
My body aches, but the soul feels nothing.
old age has come too soon. The only happiness is when I consume.
No relief in the night. Peaceful dreams turn into nightmares, as I wake gasping for air.
The lies inside my head keep me in bed. Thoughts are a prison that fill me with dread.
Promises made of a better tomorrow. But only darkness awaits me there.
Today is the key, to a door unseen.
A battle for control will rage inside your head. Make discipline your daily bread.
The first step is getting out of bed. To claim the first victory inside your head.
How do you know this is true? This is the fire talking that still burns inside you.
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