Nomad's Pub

Crashing

Sometimes so much goes on in your life that you can't take it all in. You can't, or you would not be able to go on. Your feelings and emotions are suspended. You breathe and continue to be, but you are not wholly alive; not wholly being. Part of you has frozen in order to survive.

But you can only stay frozen for so long, and then the ice begins to crack. And then you begin to break. Chink, chink, chink and a very long craaaaacccckkkkk.

That's when you start to crash, when you just want to close your eyes and burrow under the covers or snuggle up with someone you know cares. Someone for whom it does not matter how mean and snappy you get in all the hurt. Someone who holds you close so you know they won't let you go; so you know that you won't drown in the dark, frigid water opening up beneath you.

Close your eyes tight. Don't give in to the tears. Don't succumb to the pain. Keep holding on. Keep your head above the water. Fight the cold seeping up your legs, weighing you and pulling you down. Pulling you down.

There is no bed to crawl into. There are no arms to hold you.

Search for hope and hold onto it. It will hold onto you.

posted by Lada @ 9:28 AM