everything
everywhere
all at once
and it is like no matter what
even in the process of
discontaminating
this toxic spill seeping into the path
decaying from beneath my feet
somehow my hands keep slipping
and the grip keeps loosening
making the whole mess bigger
and insufferably frustrating to clean up
it is truly amazing how quick the mighty fall
and I was so determined to hold on
just enough to stay on the climb to the top
but I forgot my tendency to blow everything up
and now I have to fight this propensity for flight that is pounding against the wall of my chest like I even have anywhere to go
desperate is a good place to start I suppose
if running is my answer to every problem
better run towards something this time
shed the debris of this trepidatious past
leave it all behind
all there is to focus on is what tomorrow may yet bring and
I know who I am now and
to the table all I can bring
when the time comes
all the work I do now in the darkest of night
will come to light on the brightest of days
for now let my battered soul learn how to dance in the rain and
hold onto the promise of the rainbow that will rise after
to light the soaked through path to freedom