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