Hanging in there is sometimes difficult

Waking up in the morning

comes with diverse realizations

Who am I?

What the heck I started the day?

Vacation, where are you?

Dreams, desire, sickness, boredom, frustrations,

different ways, different levels, comes in all shapes

all colors

when the morning shines in glory

a cup of tea or not

perhaps an instant coffee moment to start with

who knows?

it doesn't matter; it never will be

whether it is a good start or bad

someday, we are invincible, unstoppable,

someday, our minds want to roll on

to pass the day off.

the days prolong, the frustrations call our names

but, that's life,

and there is a contrast waiting

on the opposite

to be frank.