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Sometimes my brain needs to sit in the quiet
Many times I force that stillness into motion
When the quiet presents itself, it screams at me
It’s not a subtle nudge like most might experience
But a warning signal launched into the air
Hoping desperately for me to finally grasp & turn off
I’ve realized the majority of my adult life has been a dance
A push & pull of sorts
Between one soul & my own
You discover quite a bit about yourself as you continue this dance
Once the music is silenced it slowly roars out of control to gain your attention
This is me
This is my life
Or should I say this was my life
What pulls me back into that dance
While beautiful at times, often beauty was replaced by a nightmare
Who then, in their right mind, continues to fall back in, as soon as the music begins to play…
not this time…
not this time…
this “sealtian” will be my own❤️🩹
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