Drabble Challenge → 20 / 100; Defeated



Deep inside my chest there beats a heart, hardly as it slowly stops every few moments. It’s being drained of the power that keeps me alive, allows me to live, and helps me to breathe. I see my fingers shake as I reach for the alarm wishing to shut it off and go back to sleep. The thought of getting out of bed is awful & the moment my feet hit the chocolate hardwood floor I already feel defeated. I do not have the strength anymore to fight this battle, I hate feeling this way but it’s my truth.



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