today, like so many days in my life,
i was my own best enemy.
battling with the weight of my heart,
carrying cloudstorms on my shoulders.
a scowl for this beautiful world.
oblivious to my plight,
nature was boastful and proud,
as she should be most days.
she showed off her big pouty rainclouds
and hip-swaying palm trees,
and finished with a flurry of dazzling pink sunrays
winking on the indian ocean.
i remained distant, unmoved, somewhere else.
to keep pulling this thread
will surely leave one of us undone,
the other with something unraveled,
exposed.
i cannot live here or there,
then or now,
in this life,
or that one.
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