So why do I pause? Why do I stay away? Why can’t I talk or be the same person?
I have lost. I have battled. I have cried. I have fallen down. I have wept. I have prayed
I give up. I triumph. I falter. I flail. The pain sears. And then it heals.
Loss, the equalizer. Death, an unwelcome guest. Creeping into every crevice. Loneliness a side effect.
Life is at a stalemate. Words short in supply. But solitude is not. Sometimes happiness is in the not saying. Pausing is my new peace.