High and low, with ease and with force.
We travel up mountains with beautiful views
And walk through dark valleys with no shoes.
An ebb and flow,
A yes and no,
A stop and go.
I don’t know what I feel
But it’s real.
It’s hard to put into words as it is usually a heartache
But sometimes it takes a break
And is a touch of relief with peace.
When does this all cease?
Is it worth it?
Sometimes I feel like I’ve been hit
By a few trucks.
Man that sucks.
I can’t pinpoint why
I even try.
Wise people in my life say to let it all go
But no
Something in me pushes to continue on this road
Where the load
Is both a joy and a strain.
I praise God through the sun and through the rain
Because He knows what’s going on
Even when my hope is gone.
For now I will put this battle on hold.
I just don’t know if I’m sold
On the idea of having a friend who
Doesn’t want to know much about my life besides through
Facebook statuses or a tweet.
And if seeing me a few times makes you want to retreat,
Why should I try?
Sigh.
So I will hold back for now.
If you want to be real friends you have to learn how
To care.
To ask questions. To be there.
To cheer when I fly,
To hug me when I cry.
Real friends live life together.
So whether
You and I get to that point or not,
It’s up to you and I know that’s a lot
To consider but my heart
Is too big to be half-friends with someone because part
Of my personality is to go all out in things that I do.
It’s time for me to emotionally run away from you.
If you change your mind let me know.
A friendship takes work to grow.
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