Can I?

Count my breathes 

It’s fadin’ in 

The resignation 

That I can’t begin 

I’m still here 

Even though I’ve tread 

A thousand steps
In the opposite direction. 

I’m still in that rut I said 

I had no problem diggin’ out of. 

I’m settled on the notion 

“I need help”–with no emotion. 

I’ve got friends 

Who don’t know it yet 

But I’m about “this close” 

To fallin’ over the edge 

How trite 

That it should come to this? 

I’m passed the motivation 

I’m just rolling with the motions. 

It’s just my hope 

I can 

Make it out of this…

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