Gravity is against me,
I feel it.
Grabbing, tugging,
tearing me down
Time is also an enemy.
Moments of absolute ecstasy
are gone within the blink of an eye.
What could I say to make things different?
I will react
and hold on with bared teeth,
desperate to keep myself apart.
Safe, whole, secure.
Pain a distant fear,
a constant threat
to the naïve belief
I should never hurt,
Or feel a broken heart
bleed through the tears
upon my face.
What can I do?
I can only do what I know
by showing the steel wall
that lies just beneath the surface,
all the while
wishing to destroy that boundary,
that I myself hath built.
With no apology or a word otherwise,
just know that it’s okay now.
I have moved on and I will live as I am.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017