getting back up

Exhaustion encapsulating every inch of my body
Longing to crawl into the basment and hibernate
Dreams that I have been holding in my heart seem far out of reach
Slipping, tripping, falling
Struggling to keep my head up, figure out a plan, make it happen

A piece of me wants to throw in the towel
Crawl into bed and nap
But the other half of me knows I cannot give up
This dream is real, living and breathing inside of me
It feels to right to let it just slip away

Maybe a nap is on the agenda
Let the ideas settle into me
Give them space to breathe and grow
Go back to the drawing board and begin again

I will falter, and fall, but I must always get back up