Will to live
One day I woke up, and I realised that I’d lost my will to live But it hadn’t happened in a day. It had eroded slowly when I’d watched my self respect fade away I didn’t think I’d be one of those who turn on themselves and never return but then I remembered I’d done this in a previous life When all was lost except for the next life. So I braced myself for impact and rebuilt myself in this one, not in a day, but by going back in time to see where I’d gone away To re-assess and collect enough data so my conscience didn’t falter when it was time to deliver the results known in other words as, consequences. I find myself found again. Dedicated to the child in me