Get up and finish this race...

Life is long...  but feels so short.

know there were good times I can't recall...
I'm deep in a pit, I have no friends, respect or drive at all
so much negative I can't move at all.

I don't know why negative is so hard to forget,

the place so many seem to dwell, 

It's so easy to be overwhelmed,

as I am now.

Why don't the happy thoughts feel happy, 

all I think of i how I fell, lost and failed, again and again.
I'm tired of complaints just because I fell

That doesn't make me happy, not happy at all.

Where are the good times, good thoughts and friends,

Did I hurt them and lose them each time I fell?

Where is the energy, desire and drive

i want to get up, but I can not move at all.

I don't recall learning how I could do it all,

I think I knew it from so long ago,
I use to do it, I knew what it meant,

I could do it, until now.

I wish I could get up and finish this race,

I want to be better and be in a good place.

Pray I get up and finish the race.