I Sit and Wait – October 23, 2019

There is this little piece

Deep inside

That sits and waits,

Broken.

My whole life

Too busy pretending

I’m okay

To notice

It was there

The entire time.

Sitting and waiting,

Exploding.

Into tears,

Raging.

Most days

I feel it,

I know it’s there,

I can swerve out of the way,

But it always finds me

Because it never leaves

And it’s been so long

I don’t know

How

Anymore.

I sit and wait,

Broken.

8 thoughts on “I Sit and Wait – October 23, 2019

    1. Thank you so very much for your kind words. I hear you, and I really like your analogy. These feelings, my back seat passengers, got so loud, “are we there yet, are we there yet…”. I had to search for a way to let them be free, because even though I felt I was controlling them by shutting them away…it eventually became clear they were controlling me. Feelings are a a funny thing when you allow them, I’m still learning to observe them. I do think there is beauty, even in the darkest of feelings, I hope you can find it. ❤️

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      1. I believe ‘there is beauty, even in the darkest of feelings’ too; acknowleding them, owning to them, and knowing they have a purpose and a message. When I talk of not letting more painful emotions into the driving seat it’s probably my way of expressing a similar journey you describe of making sure they’re not controlling, but recognising their presence and seeking their release. I think words and art can provide roadsigns. 🙂

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