Perhaps it invited itself in when my soul got too tired to stand up. Now I am trying to regain my balance by living less in my head and spending more time with the living. I am trying but sometimes my humanity takes over, I become so consumed by it that I am unable to open up my own eyes. But my loved ones, they see me even on the days when I am unable to look at my present or dream of a future.
wash your feet before you enter my space
I do not want to see your foot prints after you are gone
I took his hand led him on the long road of regrets and detours
my pain and my grief scarred his hand
when I led him to our place within my heart
he embodied my hurt and understood