Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Wise Soul

~ ~ ~ 
When you are fighting for each day,
you get in a survival mode.
To be told that you made it.
The long fight is over.
It's an odd feeling.
The fear of what if it starts again.
I've been fighting for so long.

The days have been enjoyed.
Always looking over my shoulder though.
To see who's walking just behind.
Did they catch up ?
Who are they ?
Friend or foe ?

So, with that happening
I have not been writing lately.
Just trying to figure out
what I want to do
without all of this 
nasty stuff 
forcing into my life.

Not that it's all gone
but for now the 
'you must do this now'
part is done.

I survived.
Done that several times now.
Only the scars that are left behind
are seriously life changing.
(mental and physical)

It takes a toll on a soul.
I ought to know.

To look at me,
I don't really show it.
Maybe in the wrinkles
and the eyes.

I am an old wise lady.
The stories I could tell.

~ JC ~

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