I find myself in lows.

I find myself in lows
wondering why
a long line to the finish line
is worth it?
Rather a short cut
a dash and a slip
within a short sleep
right before thought
cuts out and there is nothing
and the constant worry
and the stress of my humanity
comes to a halt
and I feel nothing.
Finally.

I don’t,
I haven’t,
I won’t
take short cuts.
I live for my children
finding a sense of worth
in keeping them safe
as my thoughts
carry me through a low
and I feel defeat,
and worthlessness
knowing that doesn’t matter
because the moment I chose
to procreate
I stopped living for me.

I keep the pace
and I keep going
and pushing past all the thoughts
of hopelessness,
defeat,
stress,
and the worry
because I must.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina