Follow the Pose

Arising from a restless repose as my prescribed worker begins its course Continuing my struggle to get up I turn on my phone to look up

There I see an example of who I need to be A hero who dances and strikes a pose

Their super power takes me over Allowing those affected to become who they are meant to be

The one step I see to ahead is the same step I see to get out of bed

Day after day as I get lost in repetition I begin to lose sight of all ill premonitions

I arise from bed, the weight of my blanket gone before me

I set my eyes on the open door of opportunity