My goals…a poem.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about Goals.  Cheers!

I stand here and wonder if I have the right?
The right for new goals.
I have wallowed in my illness for so long.
Centered on surviving from day to day.
Centered on making it through the moment.
Do I have the right of a future?
Do I have the right to think beyond?
You probably think yes.
But for me deep down I don’t know if I have the right.
I don’t know if I dare.
Words are so empty at times.
I say I have goals but are they real?
Mere parroting of expected words.
Do I actually believe that I will survive?
Yesterday I thought yes.
Today I think no.
I don’t know.
It takes all my courage to think beyond.
It takes all my courage to believe that I will heal.
It takes all my courage to hope.
To hope about the beyond.

Comments give me the courage to continue writing!