Pale face

Please don't touch me is what my skin screams. Please don't push me is what my muscles say. Please don't crack me is what my bones say.

Yet my mind say you can move you can be pushed and made to crackle. It's the mind over matter instance.

This is how I am going forward today.  Yet most of me just prays to faint or something for release.

And my mind is stronger. I won't show my weakness at work. I won't give the benefit of doubt because I don't doubt settling in on me.

Thought right now just seated in my chair all I can do is laugh and hope that I warm up. Long day ahead.

It's so quiet in here that the only sound I hear is my shallow breathing. It's that kindness that helps me through a day.

Making me know everything is worth while. Silly perhaps but goodness is here. And with as much of me that is exhausted and painful I just have to say, there are people suffering worse than me. Keep moving.

Mentality of seeing the brightest lights in gray skies. Looking forward for when the evening hits and the bed becomes my best friend again.

That is another goal I am looking forward to achieving. But for now it is to finish my coffee and get my hair presentable.

Smile with me as I see the light in a pale face.