Weight

When every gesture is wrong, every act of love seen falling short, the suffocation of disappointment crushes me. When nothing is right all is greeted with frustration and ambivalence the hurt weights my light spirit. When all that I am, the gift of love I offer, the beauty of myself is not enough where then do I turn? Heaviness weighs me down, grounded; my spirit does not soar today.

8 comments on “Weight

  1. Desiree G says:

    I feel this often, my friend, and my only answer is turn to your friends and let us lift you up until your wings have time to rest and you soar again. Much love and many hugs, beautiful one!!

  2. dievca says:

    When you train with weights for a Sport, you soar higher when the weights are removed…XO

  3. Michael says:

    Resistance in intervals can build strength and endurance… Hope you’ve been able to slip from this space and take flight…

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