I’ve been feeling so very, very frustrated. I love to write. I love to use words to tell a story, to share emotion……and yet I’ve been feeling so………blocked, shattered, fragmented…….
I don’t even know what the right words are. But, I want it to change. I’ve been seeing an incredible counsellor who is such a blessing to me and my family. And I’m hoping that I’m working through/on some things that are contributing to this…..to this……to this frustrating time.
But, I’ve decided that I’m going to write…..I’m going to write something each day (that I can) {you like that little “out” I just gave myself?} and hopefully, maybe this will help me to start unraveling some of this mess inside of myself. So here goes….
My thoughts are jammed up, crammed up
Within the confines of my mind
Desperate to be sorted
Knotted like a ball of twine
The harder I pull
The tighter it gets
Choking off breath
In its fierce grasp
Panic sits there
Mocking, taunting, hurling insults
That I can barely process and yet…
Each one lands with a jab
Piercing through the armour of exhaustion
More pain, more wounds, more healing needed
Drawing from an already depleted account
Breathe!
Shut it down!
Try again another day.