What is there?

Struggles

Life isn’t fair.

I feel as though I’ve been dragged

to the ground,

spitting blood,

and sometimes I don’t feel like

getting back up again.

Sometimes,

I can’t get up.

I struggle so hard,

and life struggles back

snapping my legs

making me worse off than before.

So I then crawl on

fast as possible on my spindly arms

dragging on and never slowing

lest life move on

without me.