Another beginning yet again. They always say its as easy as pie, its what you need, this time will be better.
Is it? Can it? Should it?
Another day awaits, another door awaits, another stone awaits. How do I look at it?
Worthy? Ready? Desired?
Move forward or stand and watch it go by?
I left the house as did he, walking in the same direction two steps behind.
The same every day, in sync we moved, not a step out of place.
Like a whirling dance, or a march of death.
You could say the mornings were silent. But the noises flooded my head.
The breathing, heavy and constant. The footsteps on the gravel. The voices in my head.
Stop the noise for one second. I need to clear my head.
I had an epiphany, it happened as I laid in bed fighting to fall asleep. How did it take so long?
I knew it all along, yet it only hit home in that one moment. That wasn’t the first time it had crossed my mind, I fought against it for years. I placed it under the bed, I buried it outside, I threw it out and did all I could to discredit its existence.
Why was it so hard for me to accept? Why did it take me so long?
It wasn’t an epiphany, it was my path to move forward.