Reminders to keep moving
Back to the road of work here shortly. The mind is only in constant state of throbbing but it is the stress peeling off of me.
Understanding the weights lifted and yet still the neck creaks into this hideous noise. I only can laugh because it's to points of where get along or break away.
So right now I am still seated in my green dress. Still primed for the torrent of people not understanding.
Yet did they ever wonder if I needed help? No.
So here I am just waiting. Just hoping that somewhere in my life I find the true routes. When I do, people will know. But it won't be this congregation.
Too much hurt, harm has been done on both sides. I won't ever really heal nor grow here. I just reside.
That doesn't help me grow. So here is to the remembering me in green. Shining.
Their real last image of me.
I won't push myself either. Just learn about myself.
That is all I ask. If Jehovah wants more he will show me.
Right now I just decompress and get ready for the morning.
Forgetting the tears of others for that makes me hurt more. And I don't need the excessive migraines.
Just relax and fade into the darkened sky.
Finally free of you. It's good not to care about you anymore.
Even though memories crease my mind from time to time. I lay them gently back in their box. Folding the lids closed. Just as you did me.
Wash away. I meant nothing and now it is true. I may be a stranger but once we were friends
Understanding the weights lifted and yet still the neck creaks into this hideous noise. I only can laugh because it's to points of where get along or break away.
So right now I am still seated in my green dress. Still primed for the torrent of people not understanding.
Yet did they ever wonder if I needed help? No.
So here I am just waiting. Just hoping that somewhere in my life I find the true routes. When I do, people will know. But it won't be this congregation.
Too much hurt, harm has been done on both sides. I won't ever really heal nor grow here. I just reside.
That doesn't help me grow. So here is to the remembering me in green. Shining.
Their real last image of me.
I won't push myself either. Just learn about myself.
That is all I ask. If Jehovah wants more he will show me.
Right now I just decompress and get ready for the morning.
Forgetting the tears of others for that makes me hurt more. And I don't need the excessive migraines.
Just relax and fade into the darkened sky.
Finally free of you. It's good not to care about you anymore.
Even though memories crease my mind from time to time. I lay them gently back in their box. Folding the lids closed. Just as you did me.
Wash away. I meant nothing and now it is true. I may be a stranger but once we were friends
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