Ever had a time in your life when it feels as though you are dreaming? When the day passes by in a daze? Sometimes I can only wonder is this the rest of existence. Can this bleakness ever fade away to show a rush of light? Sometimes I feel as though I am being split in two. One half the half that ought, the other, the half that strives to be what I want and not what is expected or wanted. I'm tired of being put down. I'm tired of taking it with grace. I'm tired of having to make excuses for myself. Sometimesa I just want to look around and scream for everyone to see me, only as I scream I realize I'm surrounded by sound proof glass. Guess when life wants you to be silent it will make sure you are not heard. Then that is what a hammer is for, to break that damn glass and scream at the top of your lungs. To quote my favorite poem by Alix Olson "I'm whole, I'm body, I'm heart, I'm mind, I'm soul". And that's what I have to remember.
reverendash:
*hug*