Paralyzed

I’m struggling to stand on my own two legs.

I’m struggling to spell the word “me”
as it’s been the only thing I’ve talked about.

I’m struggling to help those in need of help 
without mentioning the word “me”

I’m struggling to talk to the person I love the most.

I’m struggling to want to take a shower every night.

I’m struggling to have the want to study for a test
that I know I’ll fail if I don’t.

I’m struggling to have the want to go to dance.

the need for dance.

i’m struggling to make an effort to survive.

“Don’t you mean live?”

no.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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