Sick and Tired

Sick and tired, Of being separated from myself, I need wholeness. Too long. Hurtful, embarrassing. Unaccountable. Burdened. No longer joyful. Baby steps with outstretched arms, prepared to fall, furniture cruising. First footstep on the line drawn sand. It must be now. There is always another party. Not a wake, a celebration. Take life in, Find the different. The bridge is burning. Use what started the charring to dampen the flames. Extinguish, watch the steam float. A phase transition. She gives and loves. Embrace her.