
"I never could explain why I keep coming back... From brilliant lights to a subtle dim; from open fields to walls that are caving in... I don't want to
leave, but I should go."

an excerpt of most recent
One thing that can consume a moment and then buy out a period of time.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry." -voice one.
Do you know I never knew it'd be this way. Of course no one can predict the way life will be. You may have your presumptions and preconceived notions, but I'm willing to bet you wouldn't bet too much that you're dead on correct.
"How are you doing?" -voice two.
It seems as if the roles reversed. I would not expect. As the dog turns back to his vomit...I'm seeing this whole broken record formula at the cost of my own betrayal. If you must do this, do it elsewhere and leave me be. My face was stained black and my eyes were stinging from it. My hands couldn't really stretch out far enough, and I trembled with each passing tear.
"Saw you crying tonight it was really intense". -voice three.
But it was lifted. And there was that sense of unwavering hope. Have you ever felt that? In the midst of your deepest pain, your hardest betrayal, your worst persecution...the hope of your calling, and excitement for something better shines the light straight through you and all you can do is pick yourself up and start to run.
And so I'm writing out the stories of these different time periods in my life. For intern's Counseling 101 class....
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