it feels like falling. it feels like rain. like losing my balance again and again. it once was so easy; breathe in. breathe out. but at the foot of this mountain, i only see clouds.
i feel out of focus, or at least indisposed as this strange weather pattern inside me takes hold. each brave step forward, i take three steps behind it's mind over matter - matter over mind.
slowly, then all at once. a single loose thread and it all comes undone.
where there is light, a shadow appears. the cause and effect when life interferes. the same rule applies to goodness and grief; for in our great sorrow, we learn what joy means.
i don’t want to fight, i don’t want to fight it. but i will learn to fight, i will learn fight ’til this pendulum finds equilibrium.
slowly, then all at once. the dark clouds depart, and the damage is done.
so pardon the dust while this all settles in. with a broken heart, transformation begins.