Desperately seeking sanity

Swirls of emotion flood my face much like a late winter storm in Washington.

My reservoirs are full and my feet can’t find a good hold on soggy ground.

As the onslaught of hurtful words come crashing against my soul and slide into the pit of my world, I begin to over flow.

It pours a dirty mess of actions across my universe, destroying all that’s in its path.

Bridges of love, friendship and self respect.

Drifting down this raging river looking to the banks for a branch or rock to grasp towards, fingers slipping franticly I extend my last conscious movements and pray I snag a line.

My time is running out, the crushing sound of purging beckons me closer…

Can I manage the strength to swim up stream again?

Before washing away at the bottom of the everlasting cliff?

YES!

I believe I can… No I will!

As fire ignites in my gut, I realize I’m already half way to shore and Mother Nature’s towel waits to dry me off.

The warmth is felt upon my back I shall spring forth anew.

Onto this world I will conquer all that’s placed in my path.

YOU CAN NOT BEAT ME!

My life is my own.