When I write, I write heavy. I breathe heavy and I feel heavy (emotionally). There's more to me than the skin that covers my body. I see my life through muddy glasses and it only gets harder and harder to wipe off. I can question my every being and never get an answer, even if I think I come close, there's going to be another route that guides me in a new direction. I've fallen so many times, injuring myself and hurting others. I can only say I'm sorry to those that I have hit on the way down, but I promise that one day, I will pick you up when I rise near to the top. I never want to reach the peak. I want to always feel the struggle to get there because then I know I'm alive. To myself, I say that its time to dust yourself off. You just got a little bit dirty.
I took this picture on the Continental Divide in Colorado. March 2007
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