The clouds are the darkness inside of me today. It hurts to my delicate core. I feel lonelier than Justin Bieber on a bad day. I write with no muse. I be with no guide. There are lies that I now believe. Normally I can overcome, but today I stand no chance. Even my cat seems weary, but still kind. Maybe some Cheerios with fresh strawberries would be great tonight for dinner. As I write this, my cat comes back to rub a sensitive hello to me. He says that he knows I'm here and hurting. I put up a wall and show a mask, a guise to all nations. I am on my knees. I look up and pray to the salty sky. I wonder why this haze is necessary. Electricity came through the sky late last night, early morning. I am pulling the disease from this realm through and preventing the agony for Earth beings, when I should be at the point of ecstasy. The world comes through as I watch The Olympics forum. It is the first time that I am a child of the world, not just a God of The United States. I cry out for them to come for me. Heal my pain, as I love you in a different way. I thought of a special man from my formative years. He was my math teacher as swim coach. My depression my senior year was hard on him. He got me back into the pool to swim with the guys. It helped a lot. When I saw Titmus, from Australia, win, the excitement of her coach, almost a freedom from all his sins, was something important I cannot excitement. We are there, it said to me. The reign brings tears from my eyes today.
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