I thought I was going today
I was stepping through the door
to find my way out
and yesterday I cried
when I said goodbye
I don’t think I’m ready
but I’m leaving
there are adventures to
show off
I was stepping out the door
and something collapsed
around my heart
supporting my breath
I am stabbed in the back
I’m demobilised, lying flat
unsure of my new mechanics
how do I move without
any of my known functions
it’s safer
just to surrender to my bed
I’m needing here, severed memories
bind me to this place, the decision
was made for me –
I’m not leaving yet
I’m back, flat on my back and wondering what’s next?
Tags: 2009, abadiania, healing, pain, spiritual, travel, unknowing
