Grounded.

I walked home on the fence last night

Between a lie and truth.

I didn’t even gracefully walk it,

Nor did I sit.

In fact, I fell on my hands and knees

With the weight of thousands of thoughts

Running through my head.

I’m bleeding.

One more drop

And I will jump to either side.

I can’t do it anymore.

Happiness is when what you think, what you say and what you do are in harmony.

And this isn’t the case for me right now.

Balancing on the fence is the lie I live.

Most people I know, know that I’m much too hard on myself.

But, the ground is harder

When you trip and fall

Wrestling your own demons.

 

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Oooooh, so relate to this. What perfect words to describe the tightrope we walk

    1. OnTheRocks says:

      I feel like such a fraud. I’m my own worst enemy and I’m much too hard on myself because I would never would I look at someone who struggles, like I look at myself. Bless ya. 💛💛💛

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