There are times when the last thing I want to do is write a blog post. The idea of putting together 500+ words together coherently and intelligently just feels overly daunting. So instead, I surrendered to my inner poet and wrote about how tired I’ve been feeling as of late.
The ache
The pain
The soreness
Both physical and mental
Gravity is compounded
Weight upon weight
With no relief in sight
The hurt continues
Another day of work
Another day of tasks
Another day of hoping
For moments like this to pass
I try to breathe
But my shrunken lungs wail
My muscles tremble
Rebelling against what I ask them to do
The well is deeper than I first thought
The tunnel is longer
And darker
And scarier
I long not for joy
Nor pleasure
Just relief
Simple, unadulterated relief
It will come
I know this
I believe this
I so desperately hope
But until then
My distress goes on
And through teary eyes
I seek desperately for relief
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I can relate. Hope it eases up on you soon!!
Thanks, Courtney. I hope to see more of your work (and you) online again real soon.
I can’t say that I’ll be back to Facebook anytime soon, but I will definitely be back to writing again soon! Not sure what prompted the much needed break from social media, but it’s been nice. I haven’t felt inspired to write, but starting to get the twitch again. I miss it! Do you ever get tired of hearing yourself talk? I think that’s how I’ve felt– just needed a break from myself LOL.
Thanks, Gil!
This pretty much completely describes how I’m feeling right now, halfway through this move. Hope you get some rest soon!
Thanks, Rebecca, and I will keep you in my thoughts. If there’s a bright side to feeling so exhausted it’s the knowledge that it is only temporary.
Absolutely. Light at the end of the tunnel, even though I know much the suck will be until then.
But hey, at least it’s not snowing in Tampa!