I’m supposed to have this epic recovery.

Battle the mental enemies, and win.

But I try and I try and I try, yet I feel like I’m just going through the motions.

It feels like I’m on an uneven slope, slowly sliding down,

not moving fast enough to rise.

I want to be better,

I want to be _that_ girl,

But I’m so lost within my own mind with no way out.

Motivation is depleting each day,

And I want a _purpose_.

Some type of potential to live for.

I search for my freaking spark but it’s gone.

Alluding me as always.