I feel like sometimes I just need to keep pushing a little bit further and I’ll make it. I’m not sure what I’m trying to make it to and quite frankly, it doesn’t matter. The belief that I’ll make it there is enough to get me to the next moment, to take the next step, to find the next ounce of courage. Sometimes, I feel like nothing at all makes sense, and then before I know it, suddenly it does.
Sometimes, Have I felt
Have you ever felt like you were alone while someone was right by your side?
No, I’m not talking lonely, I mean alone – I’ve felt both
so different you can’t confuse them, lonely grows inside.
Have you ever felt like someone was by your side while you were alone?
No, I’m not talking ghost, but maybe in spirit – I think you’ll know
ghost with this negative connotation like you’ll fear it but love when it’s spirit.
Sometimes I feel a presence when I’m present but that’s not what I mean.
Only how sometimes, when you’re not here, before I knew you,
there are times I could swear I’ve felt you with me, whispering exactly what I need.
Sometimes I feel my attention snap back to the moment, returned from drifting.
Only in those moments do I remember that you’re still there, watching,
and I expect to be flooded with worry, need to excuse myself, but I smile.
Have you ever felt like the world is crashing down to make way?
No, I don’t really have a better way to explain this – you’ll understand
as soon as you see whatever will be created, make space.
Have you ever felt like in a way the world was meant to crash?
No, I’m not talking about the wars waged between countries – they’re unnecessary
but representations of the destruction we cause among ourselves by looking outward.
Sometimes I wonder how someone’s supposed to know when they know.
It’s at times like that when I find myself questioning the question
that it’s because I think I’ve finally found the answer – I’ve been searching.
Sometimes I wonder how I’ve spent plenty of years, identifying wrong.
It’s at times like that when it finally makes sense, why I went the way that I did
and even when it seemed impossible, kept believing I should take another step.
Much love, until next time.
Madeline May I... 