I’ve been overwhelmed, but I’ve come to
learn that life gets better. Good, bad,
or indifferent: nothing lasts forever. I’ve been
under pressure, but nothing can hold
a candle to the stress I handle. Whenever
I’m under the weather, I’m no longer
surprised to see a starless sky. I’ve fallen victim
to hard times. I’ve traveled through the dark night.
I’ve been blinded by the light, but I’ve never lost
sight. I’ve underestimated the power of love
and how it can overpower hate.
As a child, I couldn’t wait to grow up. I wanted
get older as fast as I could. Unfortunately,
I got what I wanted. Now, I find that time
has never been kind. Time has never stopped
to ask if I was fine. Only if I knew that I wouldn’t
be able to press pause or rewind. I may have
overshared, but I want to make sure
you understand that I have a story to tell.
When it’s all said and done, I would rather
you know me too well than not at all.
I’ve undergone changes only I’ve seen.
I’ve swam for many miles; I haven’t drown yet.
Even if that day comes, I’ll adapt and learn
how to breathe under water. There has to be
another life under the surface. I’ve dug through
the dirt and went underground: to the deepest
depths of my lost soul and found answers
to the questions I buried so long ago.
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