when you want to give up on everything,
when you want a quiet box to hide in,
when at least, some thought inside you
makes a case for all of that,
says that you're sad,
says you're discouraged,
says you deserve to feel bad
(so go ahead, indulge)
and what you've undertaken
is very, very hard - who wouldn't feel the same in your condition?
So it insults me, in its wager
that I won't get the insult,
won't notice that by saying this is hard,
it calls me weak, won't notice
these are not my thoughts at all
But I will overcome -
there is no gain for me in going down,
there is no win in naming myself lost,
there is no reason to listen to these lies -
Enough - I say, begone!
©Wendy Mulhern
November 2, 2022
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