Wrapped Up.

When you keep being knocked by the force of the wind,
it’s your real Mother telling you to just let up, and lean in;
and when the days seem to fail to let to let the sunlight brighten,
it’s your own mind’s moonshine that is keeping things dim;
so while the people around you let everything die that they tend,
it’s the whisper of freedom reminding you of your own salvation;
while the snakes pass on their’ venom to the ones they’ve bitten,
it’s your own callousness that creates the protection of your skin;
those nights you were wondering where the Hell I might have been,
just know I wasn’t with you because I can’t always pretend;
when your hands are shaking badly and you can’t get hold of them,
it’s because Lady Karma’s come to teach you another lesson;
when you fail to recognize the fault in your own disposition,
just know that it will be beaten into your essence until it blends;
that there is no way to escape all of this Life’s toughest decisions,
to try to do so only creates a much more lasting ultimatum;
when the world is kicking your ass in front of your friends,
you begin to wonder if you can ever face any of them again;
the odds are stacked against you worse than they have ever been,
do not look to me to glue your eggshell back together, my friend.

6 thoughts on “Wrapped Up.

  1. JMC813 says:

    I don’t even have words for how perfectly relatable this is to me right now. Just blown away by how good this is and how absolutely real it all is. Keep bringing the Jive friend. You truly and unapologetically get it.

  2. Blown away by that piece of writing… truly.