I need to allow myself to heal.
Without this I won't be able to feel.
Numbness vibrating within,
A silent rocking of my liberty.
Just itching for the ability to stand still.
Yeah, there's options to omit,
But we all truly know that isn't timeless...
Sooner than later
Or better yet,
Later rather than sooner,
The breaking point begins to appear.
What is this course of erratic emotion I am feeling?
Oh, it's the burden I chose to ignore above my shoulders.
It became so comfortable, I did not realize I was preparing myself for a future fold.
Burden now turned anchor of the past.
It's been so long.. how long will this last?
