do I deserve this? the question echoes in my mind, as exhaustion lowers my fragile defenses allowing me to see clear a past littered with broken dreams, failures, and the deep wounds I have caused. I am doubt wracked with guilt over days I can't change, I wonder: "am I worthy of this - or any - happiness?" because it warms me now - in spite of this fatigue - it feels right I would cling to it for all I'm worth - have I done enough to earn this moment? yes
