CARRY ON

Everyday is a battle, Everyday closer to the death rattle. We smile though we feel like crying, We laugh though inside we are dying. Stuck in a loop, going round and round, Our dreams have crashed to the ground. I close my eyes, ready for the long sleep, Only to awaken, to once again climb out of The deep. In the distance, I hear a voice calling me, Calling me onward and upward, Setting me free. "You've got this, your almost there, Keep striving and driving you are getting Somewhere."