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Nov 2020
...I called in help for re-locating my shoulders....
my body has been on the edge of fasting a lot.

Popping myofacial and muscle knots...
bruising appears,
skin dries and becomes scaly...

got help legit holding it in place while I snake writhed it closer to intended positioning.

Bawled cause the pain is so searing and real.

"What was that?"
"I let it go."

Sometimes we feel most comfortable slouched over into a little protected ball...
our body's give and curl and build up the strength where we couldn't.

For years I was propped up, tensed to ****...
and my body tried to come to my rescue while I shifted and forgot about the beautiful clustering of bits.

A circus of cells with no ringmaster.

Little monkeys running around with no direction.

I have been in a good deal of pain.

I had to get over the woe to find the woah...

lots of meditation,
isometric strength,
weights,
positioning,
breathing...
and what feels like still a long journey ahead of me.

I've heard that this has great processing potential.

I am excited to see the other side of this machine.

I love all my friends who have been checking in,
keeping me focused,
helping me go forward and loving me.

It's like I have magical,
psychic creatures around me
helping me elevate self and game.

Feel the pain,
say hi to it,
thank it for its service and be there with it...
all it wanted was to be seen, see it, feel it, love it,
be grateful for what that is showing me and let it ******* go.

I let it go. I am going to let it go again.

And again.
And a ******* gain.

Thank you for your existence. ♡
Written by
MissNeona
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