My Days Poem by Sammje Peltier

my days start so slow
the pain still shoots though my body at the wake of morning rise
my eyes start to tear up
seeing the next day,
somehow i made it though yesterday
i have a plan to be better
but the curse that runs though my veins
brings me two steps back
everytime it seems i have gotten ahead of life
i know it might be hard
to keep going forward but if i dont
i know that my days dont have a meaning
if i just stay
....
so somehow i keep going,
even though everyday its harder to breath
i still keep going because my days
have just started
the pain makes me feel alive,
its the only thing that reminds me this isnt a dream
after the day is done, i cant believe i made it though
my days have only started because i got you Bae