Peace, just not today

Finding that peace once again after knowing just helps lessen the hurt, the tears. No isolation is necessary. Just the strive to see the boundaries in the other direction.

A hope. Indeed finding strength again. Learning over again how to push up. A strong push inside of me as I choke on saying no and smiling to people. Just exhibiting my restraints.

A bit of sadness echoes inside of me. Still I hold onto the positive. No more cries of my issues. No more frowns jumping in my way. Just the releasing of frustration to the Bible.

A bit of anger and decided pitch of yelling inside my head. Yet that is where it remains. As the days get wider and the experiences expand I will find new goals.

Hopefully the best parts are coming. Not stepping back. Holding to me but then not pressing my pain, nor my whining to or upon anyone. I want to be the positive one before the trials. With my determination and Jehovah's backing I can do it.

No pardons for my behavior in the yesterdays. They are gone and so must the memories be placed. The wind pushes me and I go. It is expected of me.

My hellos are not a facade and my smile is not fake. Forced until I realize that is what should be in my life. That is okay. To soak up my nerves, my anguish into my talks to Jehovah. There need not be anyone else who gets that.

A hurt and a wave of tears yet I know I will keep moving. I know I can endure. My limitations are not here. My heart and my head ache but my foot is going forward. So that is how I MUST be.

A set of goals that I have to hold onto else the tears will upset the hard work I have done. Cleared and empty of all that I have done. Shards of glass assault me in a sense but I hold my head up. Not really letting anyone know about me.

Lessons learned and scorched applications injected. I get it. Too many people harmed. Walk away with goals in hand. One day I will be stronger.

Just not today.