Swamped
by Elouise
Swamped
By enthusiasm
In over my head
Planning futures
I cannot deliver
Dreams masquerade
In yesterday’s clothes;
Life stumbles into
Uncharted terrain
Grand intentions
Beg me to clip their wings
Then crash into splinters
Drowning at my feet
Screaming for mercy
Yesterday was beautiful–sunny and mild. I felt like doing anything and everything. On my feet. Until I couldn’t.
Unfortunately, D is a convenient target when things start falling apart. Which they do and did. It’s easy to pick a verbal argument with him (about him, of course).
It’s way more difficult to stop my tongue and ask myself how I got to this unhappy space. And what I must do right now to care for my aching feet.
Several days ago I posted Exiting the Room. It was, and still is, about my heart’s health. However, it’s also about exiting negative emotions or breaking vicious cycles that creep up on me. And giving D the break he deserves!
Happy Friday!
Elouise♥
©Elouise Renich Fraser, 5 April 2019
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I like to think those who understand us best are always the closest targets…we believe they will forgive for they always do…love conquers all in the end, and we rise and learn daily💜
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Yes. It’s sometimes odd to find that David understands me better than I think he does. Not always…but sometimes. For which I’m most grateful. Thanks, Kim.
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