The moment when
your very brain turns into blazing lava and your skull is the volcano ready to erupt
on the next person who sets you off?!
You’re unable to
step one foot in front of the other.
You can’t get your
words out the way you said them to yourself in your head.
Your fingers won’t
mold this piece of clay into the masterpiece you see behind your eyes.
You try to push on
and you try to keep going but you stumble, you fall, you break.
You’re pushed, you’re
shoved, and you’re buried.
You scream! You
cry!
But no one even
blinks their eyes.
The desperate
moment when you try your hardest to breath but the air is too thick with the
tension that you’ve created from your own volcano of anger.
You have that dire
need to be free from all this transgression that you’ve chained yourself to,
like a bike on a rake.
You quiet your
screams in the comfort of a soft pillow.
You cry until all
your tear ducts run dry.
Your body falls
limp.
Your mind grows
tired.
You’re emotionless
for the moment for the moments have claimed them all.
The feeling of
relief creeps through your veins like liquid.
Your skin crawls
with chills from the sudden removal of baggage.
You feel as if you
could close your eyes and float into the heavens.
The release of
emotional lava has crept its way through your ears, eyes, throat, and has found
its way out of your life for this moment.
So enjoy this
moment for these moments come so inconsistently.
They need be
treasured… for you will inevitably erupt again.

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