i’m trying to choose between depression and inspiration

i’m at the edge of restrained anger

hot eyes that quiver

i slow my breath

i see how little i need

hours go by and i’m numb

i go though the motions

until i realize that i am dizzy

i take steps that waiver

i try to focus 

i look for joy

i still haven’t really breathed

it’s been hours

it’s been days now

and i stare

what is happening lately?

i don’t know

but i am on the edge between sliding down a slope

say weeee!

and taking action once more

to be inspired

you won’t take away my hope