I am well

I have been losing again.
Each day, an uphill struggle
with double-edged swords
that come in the form of
literary chromosomes.

I’m stuck wondering and
prying, forgetting what I am
for the pleasure of being
somewhat happy in an
unknown habitat. A zone
of no comfort.

They say that I am a libra
and so I must know how
to weigh my priorities right.
They’re wrong. They always
have been. Stars can never
help me win this battle.

I should call to you once more.
I should win again.
But for tonight, I will sleep on your
goodness. Tonight, I am well.

Photo credit: ^ Missi ^ / Foter / CC BY
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