struggle

I found myself waking up more frequently from intense dreams, dreams where I’d run until my legs gave out, seizing and spasming uncontrollably. The overwhelming sense of death lingered close behind, gaining fast. From the pit of my gut, I struggled to avoid defeat but instinctively knew for me it was inevitable. My psyche had adapted to accept constant struggle, and defeat yet at some level I felt this time had to be different. Defeat may be, at times, inevitable; the will to survive is not….it’s a choice.

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~ by William Maloney on May 22, 2010.

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