hope in rain boots

I saw you this morning.

Layered up in yellow rain coats and rubber boots,

A mother and her son waited for the bus to arrive at the stop on 72nd and 2nd

It was nothing out of the ordinary to see this

But for the first time in awhile

I felt as though the world was not ending.

I fear each day that it may be the last I am happy.

Wake up at 5:00 am

Get a workout in before 7:00 am

Start working at 9:00 am

Journey home at 6:00 pm

Crawl in bed by 9:30 pm

Rinse.

Repeat.

Each day is slipping away from me

I’m tethered down

Unable to make a move

Out of fear of loss

Loss of control in the instability of my environment

Each precious moment I have,

I distract to forget the insanity

The hope has been lost with each breath I take

And every day works to pushes ahead

With gratitude trailing behind to catch up in time

May it last this time.

May I be hopeful for once

In a long time