Drowning in a sea of circumstances, losing my last breaths.
The current flowing against me though I want to flow with it.
Have it take me to a place of peace and freedom.
What do you do when the fabric of your life is so explicitly woven with that of another?
When the body of their thoughts and feelings disrupt your ease.
I quietly release the tentacles, move silently away without bringing attention; to move on a singular path of creation.
At times the current pulls so strongly, sucking me down in it's frothing spiral.
I feel like giving up to the murky depths. Keep going, comes the voice. Keep going.
With the faceless champion I surge on with conviction, to be an entity unto myself.
I and I alone hold the AH! for my life and so I create anew.
Keep going, keep going and it is so.