I can't seem to cope at all sometimes.
Especially when I've been 'up', 'down' is so much further down.
None of it the wild variation is anybodies concern.
None of it at all.
I struggle to contain it all, to carry the responsibility and to know
that the burden is mine, and mine alone.
That it can only ever be mine.
It's hard to know that sometimes.
Through the 'grey' things can seem really clear, but assuming
they are real is to mistake silhouettes and shadows for reality.
It's better to know I'm alone all along.
To become accustomed to just being.
To practice keeping it all in. Keep the shutters safe and locked.
To avoid the rude awakening, coming upon it suddenly,
materialising out of the mist.
Having thought you knew where you were in the dim quiet,
coming upon reality,
can be just like walking into an electric fence.
soundtrack: suzanne vega, night vision
1 comment:
I think everyone carries a burden alone. There's no getting around that...
...but sometimes we can find someone, or perhaps even more than just one, who will take the burden from us...and carry it awhile (just a short while of course, as it is always 'ours') whilst we rest, regroup.
We all need someone to give us a break. To let us stop dealing with it all. To allow us to break down, calm down. Think of it like a pit stop, a reward maybe for carrying it on our own so long.
There are people who will carry our burdens for us, happily, without clause or condition.
They are the ones to hold on to.
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