Each hour beats pain,
is there enough strength
to break through?
My invisible wall.
Imbalance in my physical space,
Grasping for air,
That sound beats on.
I can make this mountain
like so many before,
where is my faith,
which drawer.
Ignore the news
it really is better,
there is a another way
than watching Doom Factor.
Dream of the joy
in making thoughts come alive.
don’t give in,
survive.