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Some days are easier than others,
Other days, the emotions run high,
Run wild, leaving tears unbridled and heart awry.

I've been vascillating between a heart cold as ice,
And a heart on fire with wild desire for a love
To endure the tests of time.

I've been going back and forth between that dying wish
And the loss of belief that says to me,
"Love is beautiful and I'm glad to see
my friends and family blessed with such beauty,
But it's not for me."

What I've wanted, what I have envied,
It doesn't exist.

And then a part of me says, "Don't say that!"

I wish...

I'm tired... The last one was my last straw.

The last one broke the camel's back.

In trying to move on and making moves to detach
And to attempt to retain some neutral track,
I know without doubt the feelings die hard,
And the brain is hard on the attack.

Brain shutdown, hold the door shut
To the hallway where my heart is stuck,
Relentless and unwavering in its grasp,
Hanging on to a vision...

...Brain shouts, "LET GO! Is it too much to ask?"

But the heart won't listen.

Some days it's easier to focus on what exists,
While moments creep in making it hard to persist
In moving forward...

Forward

Forward is where it is.

The present is where I am and the focus is forward.

But like the wife who turned into a pillar of salt,
I keep looking back.

But as blessed as I am, I'm not frozen in my tracks.

Forward

Forward, I keep on moving.

Blessed with the open doors,
I choose not to deny,
At least I move forward with my career,
With making my home a home for myself and my kids,
While making comfort with the idea of being alone...

...It is what it is.

My mind is clear, the only obscurity is the heart.

I'm closing it behind walls until, if ever,
the day comes that someone cares enough to tear those walls apart.