facing a wall
pounding fists into a surface
that will never give way
never fall to pure human force.
we hit though;
hoping for solace in pain
channeling anger
channeling frustration
channeling love.
when we halt our forces
when we give up our efforts
the wall has won.
slumping against a hard surface
the numbness starts to fade
and pain surfaces.
hands red
knuckles bruised
we are reminded of love
thoughts emerge from the haze
emotions surface from the fog;
suddenly we see.
standing up,
we breathe
and we begin again.
Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 12:51 PM UTC
facing a wall
pounding fists into a surface
that will never give way
never fall to pure human force.
we hit though;
hoping for solace in pain
channeling anger
channeling frustration
channeling love.
when we halt our forces
when we give up our efforts
the wall has won.
slumping against a hard surface
the numbness starts to fade
and pain surfaces.
hands red
knuckles bruised
we are reminded of love
thoughts emerge from the haze
emotions surface from the fog;
suddenly we see.
standing up,
we breathe
and we begin again.