Pushing towards the unknown-
stumbling along the way.
Determination sings a song,
feeding hope to this life less ordinary.
Dreams of storms, stories, and love-
though never laughter.
The body I wear is a transcript of my state of mind-
over bearing, layer after layer placating decisions to be had.
Attempts at pealing away only lead to more scarification,
and that of a heavier coat...
Wishing for the courage to say the words that are imprisoned in my tummy...
days pass, and now it appears that I'll be expecting.
Though, this birth will not be of a child,
rather my revelation!
Praying for the day that I see the fruits of my life's labor...
I lay- paralyzed, waiting for answers from unknown faces that bare my resemblance in a skyscraper built of doctors notes.
There's a generation of struggle, hopelessness, and a fight-
one that continues to linger, fueled by the desire to do only one thing:
live.
Though I remain restless, I still wake up every morning...
and when I rise, I continue on in the motions that be-
thinking, "today will be the day that my revelation arrives."
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