Its time to change with the times
Banging against one wall after another, getting back up again alittle disoriented but yet I go full force in a new direction, gaining momentum, feeling stronger with each step until I hit that wall again. Always taking the lessons I had learned but never understanding the depth or why I’d repeat such patterns. Slowly I start to harden and feel like what’s the point of even trying, why am I trying so hard to only get hurt and start over. I am tired, I am uncomfortable, the joy is fading and the pain runs too deep. The work never ends and the reward seems so little, like crumbles that is not feeding me, its lacking nutrients and substance.
I am still alive and rather than running, I just stand and take life in with a deep breath and take one step forward and then another until I run into the glass and it shatters into a billion pieces of brilliant colors and possibilities.