You pull yourself up out of the water only to jump back in again. Your clothes barely have a chance to dry. You tie the weights around your own ankles and then kick them off. You don't know what you want. You've been in this play way too long. The lights, the music, the script. It is all very familiar to you. You know when to drag yourself out from the deep and crawl back into the sunlight. You know how to free yourself but only do it for a few blinks of your eyes. To do it longer is unfamiliar and scary. Old patterns, old ways. They don't serve you well anymore but you won't let go of what you know. Fear. Fear is your master instead of life! There is fresh air to be breathed. New places to see. Instead, you jump back in going down to the depths the weights pulling you down. Down. Down. Until you can't hold your breath any longer and free yourself once more. Be courageous next time. Don't tie the weights back on. Allow yourself to dream. To dream of happiness and a future with love and lightness. Careless and free.
Writing for me is like puking. You've got to let it go and once you have you feel much better.
Monday, July 25, 2016
Friday, July 1, 2016
Too Hard for Too Long
It has been too hard for too long.
Bent over
Feet hurt
Dirt under my fingernails
It has been too hard for too long.
Chest pain
Lungs hurt
Sweat in my eyes
It has been too hard for too long.
Muscle strains
Head aches
Dust in my mouth
Step and step and step and step
Walking towards the sun
Walking towards the light
That peeks from behind the clouds
Bent over
Feet hurt
Dirt under my fingernails
It has been too hard for too long.
Chest pain
Lungs hurt
Sweat in my eyes
It has been too hard for too long.
Muscle strains
Head aches
Dust in my mouth
Step and step and step and step
Walking towards the sun
Walking towards the light
That peeks from behind the clouds
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