My body lies broken on the road
A path stretches before me
The unyielding sun permeates my skin
I feel my blood boil
My limbs swell
I want to move
But my body won’t let me
In my mind’s eye
I see the finish line
Growing farther away every day
The only time my muscles move
Is to spasm
And I feel hopeless
I close my eyes and hear your voice:
Dear discouraged, take a breath
Remember this is not a race
Your only competition is yourself
This is not the end of you
Start small
Even a fragment is progress
But KEEP MOVING
Don’t give up
STAY
Time is not the grim reaper
Time is opportunity
I open my eyes
I steel my shaking nerves
I inhale all of your hope in me
And exhale all of my self doubt
It’s time to get moving
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