Beveled Glass...
Seeing my life as both shadows and light
As though looking through beveled glass
All the while, am contemplating
The intriguing design it casts
On the floor of my Life
Through the ups and the downs
As I cycle through feelings
Go from smiles to frowns
And all those, in between
There is so much to feel
Some days, so random
Like one spinning a wheel
Today, I feel one way -
Complete opposite, the next
Trust me, to those around -
Not ALL that's perplexed
I cover the gamut
As I hit every mark
To feel EVERY feeling
Then standing there, stark
Naked, raw and bleeding
From surviving the attack
As mind takes over body
And I fight to get back
To function, act normal
Appear everything is fine
Before plunging back in
At times, fearing next design
While the pattern shifts, again
As the day turns to night
A whole new set of pictures
Appear in my sight
More happy, fewer sad
As my healing progresses
Some days, praying for survival
As I clean up the messes
That are made as I go
There's unknown terrain, ahead
I know the "Wolf" of survival
Is the one that is fed
Going minute by minute
At times, flat on the ground
Crawling to next destination
As it cycles around
Though not forever this way
Some days, wish it would end
But the "process" IS the process
So until then, I will spend
My time doing what I need to
Staying engaged is the plan
Though the future is "beveled"
Over a period of time, it will span
I am seeking a new "normal"
Whatever that may be
But I know, through the beveled glass
Is the one known as ME...
Connie R Jordan... 101118
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