I am chasing sleep
Finding that it eludes me...

I spent 6 weeks and a half
trying to picture me as a mom...

It's 7:58 am
i'm still awak...

Sometimes I curse
this ever wondering mind...

I love hands
like I love people...

I look in the mirror somedays
hating the reflection I see...

I came to you
broken and bleeding...

We're here
just us...

I took off
with that first long stride...

Praise the miracle body
Praise the unhealthy blood...

I look around at this situation
I see it clearer now through dry eyes...

As lactic acid floods my veins
I am finally free...