Things Lost In The Fire
Where's the exit? Is there an end in sight? Holding my head up high, but it's not working. I just want to run away. (( thoughts that used to consume my mind )) Now, I consider those things lost in the fire. I mostly embrace feelings as learning experiences and not darkness or hopelessness. I think I have learned well enough that suffering is necessary... whether they are man-made or self-made; it's life. Suffering is part of joy. Our ego gets cracked open. Shattered, really. Our feet are pointed into a direction we most definitely don't see coming. More often than not, for me at least, it takes away everything I thought I wanted and usually shows me the truth of what is needed. Here lately, my suffering is directly related to ME choosing not to surrender some areas of my life that I'd still like to control or "figure out." An apology I believe I deserve. An explanation I desperately need. A "why?" answered. A "but, wait.." This...