I live my life through the words I write
Time passes by me
quickly, effortlessly, joyfully.
I barely comprehend where it’s gone
when I look up at the clock
to register the difference in numbers.
That’s what the story does to me.
I enter a new, beautiful world,
a world I created.
I could stay there for hours.
I come alive there. I feel my heart glow.
And when I step away,
I’m counting down the minutes
until I can return.
This last day of a decade
presents with more importance than yesterday
even though that day too
was the end of a decade.
As is every day.
Tomorrow I will leave a decade behind
and enter a new one.
While society tells me how momentous this is,
I see it as another day,
another day gifted to me to be alive, here,
on this Earth as I am,
like today.
That, alone, is more than enough for me.
It would be all to easy to cast blame,
deflect this on to you,
say it’s your fault, you started this.
If I had not met you
this would not be happening.
Easy,
but unjustified.
No, it’s more than that.
This beast had been hibernating out of sight
for some time,
and chose to show its face
when you were there.
I knew of its existence
and shudder at my naivete
in believing it could hibernate forever.
But all that doesn’t matter now,
all that back story
and circumstances.
What matters is now,
it is awake, and here.
I either find a way to tame it,
or get eaten alive.
Dawning Words 