Battle

I don’t remember battling to write but I wrote every night –

Digging into our past with high hopes we keep our standard of creativity, pedalling between torn emotions and jubilant moments; we’re constantly sinking our thoughts further than childhood itself, working towards a goal with more hours added to our leisure and fighting every seizure we had thinking we’d fall face first.

We’re feeding our temples with extreme caffeine, using every ounce of energy striving for a brighter tomorrow.