I'm having a moment, and I fucking hate it. A moment where everything is upside down, I can feel every thought running through my head like a damn gerbil in those little plastic tunnels, over and over without end. I keep it under control most of the time, lock it down tight but I just can't do that right now. Wishing I could hit the mats and just roll until it goes away or at least slows down, so I can breathe. I am petrified that I won't be able to do what I need to do, what I have to do, afraid that I will break before I reach safety. Today, I am tired of being the strong one who handles it all. When the fuck is it someone else's turn, is what I want to scream out at the world. I already know the answer because I've been screaming for a long time, as always, there is only the echo of my own agony in reply. Those who love the most, suffer the hardest and feel the deepest, there is no escaping unless you shut it all off and that scares me even more then the pain. I will make it, I've managed to hang on this long. I am still alive and fighting because I simply don't have it in me to give up. I know the truth of this, unfortunately that knowledge does nothing to dull the pain. I have to ride it out and hope tomorrow comes quickly.
So many decisions to make, directions to go, a million thoughts swirling about this mess in my head. Always searching for the right move, swaying and twisting on this balancing act that is my life. Wondering if I have learned enough to finally grasp the dream I've been chasing. Doubt is knocking, no pounding on my door and she's a mean and vengeful bitch. I'm afraid, that pain is like no other and scars run deep, layered upon my soul. Gotta be strong, it's not just me to bear the consequences. The knowledge sitting on me with the strength borne of experience and I struggle not to cave under it's weight. Each day I have to remind myself that last night didn't kill me and I'm stronger for it. I have fought and lived and I will fight and live another day. Learning to embrace the joy that comes in each moment, bar the door against the fear that sneaks around corners all covered in gloom and breathing despair. Hell no, you are not catching me, I know what you are...
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