day in day out
clock always moving
with much the same..
No better no worse really..
No man's land
We can almost forget we exist there
Until we can't
that ever-present familiar angst rolling over us again
We are grateful for these moments I tell myself..
yet waiting hoping
hungry and anxious for better days
Can Feel like no one is listening
The days are not miserable
Only hard..
Crushing to watch him bear it all
He aches to wake whole
We ache with him for him..
Watching him fight for
Yearn for normal life..
disruptive uncomfortable physically and emotionally..
While i watch helplessly
No saving no rescuing..
He goes it alone moment by moment in his mind..
Never really alone
Love fuels his weary bones
While he searches for energy to do more than survive..
Without flinching
Even in the thick Of crazy
Though he trips
Arms of love grab him
Right back up he goes
moving forward
Refusing the dark
never giving up
Always believing
Always hoping
He finds his purpose in the moment
Falling back into life and loving what's before him..
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