Sometimes it chokes you.
Sometimes it lingers, like an open wound.
You will cover it, ignore it, but it is aways painfully present.
Sometimes you thought you were over it, beyond it, stronger than it - above it.
And than it rushes out full force, breaking walls, opening doors and climbing over barriers - those that you thought were in place.
Unbreakable you said.
Contained. Controlled.
After it seeps and spills forth, flooding your thoughts,
you let it.
words roll, actions take over
followed by pride
you let it.
then there is shame.
blame.
why did you say that?
why are you always thinking that
It isn’t important, everyone knows already.
why do you always make a big deal about it.
let it go.
Walls let loose
doors break open
Water settles in the cracks of the once broken
When I am more of me
and much willing to just be.
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