a new you
I hate you. I hate you because you are a part of me that died a long time ago. You think you are immortal. Invincible. Untouchable. I thought I was too. That I could do whatever I wanted because I was not harmed by it. But its not true and I found that out the hard way a few years ago. It starts so quietly. Blood pressure’s alittle high. Pain in the knees. joints. Eyes sometimes blur. Fatigue. Tiredness. When the body talks it starts with a whisper. One you can easily ignore. Though as that voice grows with time it turns into a deafening scream that has no off button. You finally have to listen because you have no choice but to. The choice you have comes after. What to do? Do you change? How can you? The screaming will never stop until you do. Make the right choice. Take the righteous yet sometimes difficult path. There is a bounty of promise in that new you.
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