Life has always been one
where I swam upstream,
against the tide,
always against.

Most times the waters rage,
offering no mercy,
but only turmoil
as I thrash around
the powerful waters,
as if wrestling
Neptune himself.

At times the god
seems appeased,
for a while,
and the waters relent,
caressing me,
playing, pushing, pulling
back and forth,
as if a smoothly choreographed
ballet.

The calm never lasts,
very long.
I know this well.
I only attempt to enjoy
these softer moments,
while they grant me
subtle tendrils
of relief.

Soon enough
the angry waves return,
challenging me,
daring me to continue
this treacherous swim,
upstream,
always against
the tide.

Too often
I have felt the danger,
the desire even,
to finally let go
and drown.

Funny thing is
I have no real clue
how I’ve made it
thus far…

as I never learned
to swim.



-by Mercurychyld
Copyright 11 Jan. 2015

what you do to one side, you have to do to the other.

each side of the equation has to be equal.
each subscript has to be equal.
my life has to be equal.

what I do to one side, I have to do to the other.

if I drop you, I have to drop her, too.
if I do this, I have to do that.
if I add them, I have to let them go.

what I do to one side, I have to do to the other.

balance.

it’s a must-have feature in our lives.
our eyes are bigger than our stomach.
two servings of responsibility,
three servings of stress,
and two handfuls of *******
equal
a shattered plate,
a torn appetite,
and a broken girl.

what you do to one side, you have to do to the other.