Snap

At this point, I’m not sure what it’ll take…

I wake up some mornings and feel amazing.
I gaze into the mirror and I feel beautiful. And put together. And just so normal.
I feel smart. Lucky. Unstoppable.

But then the sun sets…
And the fighting starts.
And the tears fall.
And my heart races. My body clenches. My head pounds.
And the shouting gets louder.
And I just feel so helpless. So lonely. So torn.

I anxiously await the new day.
Praying that I wake up smiling.