The day is almost over and I'm drowning.
Today is almost over and my favorite part of the day is drawing near - sleep. I wait for sleep from the moment I wake up, not because I want to actually sleep, but because sleep is the only time I escape the pain. I know that every morning when I wake up I will be in pain, relatively the same amount of pain as yesterday and the day before, but still in pain. I know I still won't be able to tie my shoes. I know, from the moment I wake up, that no matter what I do today, tomorrow is going to be the same. I feel like I'm drowning, but by just millimeters every day; somehow I continue to breath for just a little bit longer, if only to prolong the inevitable drowning. Somehow I know drowning is the inevitable truth but I keep fighting for another day, keep breathing, never giving up. I can't quit but I don't know how to swim my way out. 8/4/21 Gamila Muhammad Ahmed Salem