Welcome to Chicago,now run. Voices in my head telling me to run because it ain’t your time to die tonight. I'm sweating and out of breath. Don’t know which way to go just know I have to keep moving like the wind. Standing in unfamiliar places and staring at the darkness that’s before me. I forge ahead not knowing if I will emerge from the other side. Feeling my way I can’t see my hand in front of my face. My heart is racing, my breath is short and quick. Is this fear or has d eath found me here in the hour of midnight? Voices in my head say it’s not death but adrenaline pumping through your veins. Run. I keep moving until I see the light and I burst through like a crack of sunlight through a bedroom curtain. I am the dawn. I am the light. I stand here with life coursing through my body shaken but not defeated. Rejuvenated from my experience, thankful to be alive and thankful for the voices in my head that led me through the night and back home to you. Wri...
Take me back to simpler days of water balloon fights and hide N go seek. The days of carefree boys and girls whose only objective for the day was to have plenty of fun. Girls jumping rope or playing hopscotch under the breezeway. Cool R&B tunes played by the cool dudes under the building watching a game of pitching pennies. Take me back to the sounds of a 16 inch clincher smacking off a bat and the cheers from the crowd lined up along the foul lines to see those Unknown Pro’s become softball legends. Kids in the playground swing in the swings and playing on the monkey bars and jumping off at the sound of the ice cream truck making its way down Federal St. Those were the days when hope was alive and well. And one day when we were all grown up we’d have our own stories to tell. Passing on these memories and lessons learned to our children yet to come. When candy was a penny and the joy of chewing Bub’s Daddy’s Bubble Gum. Take me back to the times of running down the st...
“What are we doing, are we just going through the motions of a dying love affair? We are two people riding the same train but with different destinations”. Looking back it might not be so hard to understand how you ended up here. It is what it is It is what it is. At least that’s what I’ve heard people say. But is it really though? It’s funny in a sense. Life takes some amazing and some not so amazing twist and turns. It throws you for loops, riding the adventures of the highs and the lows. Do you sometimes get the feeling that there always seem to be more lows than highs. To use a couple of analogies- it might feel like you are always just trying to keep your head above water. And what happens if neither of you know how to swim? Eventually you both drown in an emotional pool of despair. Second, it’s like riding one of those mechanical bulls, it starts out nice and easy and you start to feel like yeah I got this. Then it speeds up jerks ...
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