I hang upside down to see from another perspective

Praying for a solution to rise up.

The lengths of my hair tickle the earth beneath

Trapping small clots of mud like bristles on a comb.

Spiders cast their webs in the branches beside me

And I hang here, trapped in my emotions

Like a fly trapped in their silky, dreamlike webs.

My heart is coated with confusion

Despair and panic envelope the ventricles.

I’ve never wished more that I could see

The future and the past.

The proverbial fork in the road:

Past and future,

With me hanging here in the present.

The present never felt so far from being a gift.

I still don’t know if this is a happy story

Or one that will end in tragedy.

I might have righted my world

By coming back to my feet.

But I’ve never felt so lost

Or desperate for an answer.

I like to believe there’s a hidden gate

Just beyond the trees

Beckoning me to step forward

With the answers on the other side.

The pessimist in me says no way

While the optimist in me begs for one more try.

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