In Life

In life, Sometimes the fire rages and is so intense we are certain that we will be left charred like seared blackened wood unable to ever lift our heads again or ever recover In the midst of that fierce emotional blaze The pain grips us like a vice refusing to relent twisting inside of us as if it too wants to break free we clutch our bodies tightly and rock and sway in a motion to self soothe some remembrance of the comfort found within our mothers' womb our bodies crumple under the enormity of weight and mental ache we weep hot acid rain that scorch our cheeks and flow from only the most guarded parts within us our heads droop into our chests and our bodies fold inwards convulsing with uncontrollable heaving we gasp to catch our breath our lungs expand and contract like a bloated accordion we can only hope that our minds collapse under the enormous strain of that which engulfs us It is the darkest reckoning of human anguish that one can feel, in life