Tearing our own eyes out
To avoid the truth.
Stumbling and fumbling,
Grabbing anything we can out of desperation Including others as we fall to the ground.
Fear.
And the truth is still there
No matter that we choose to believe
Someone has blinded us.
We are allowing it of our own free will.
There are times this sorrow,
Confusion,
Worthlessness,
Fear
Has grabbed her and yanked her under ;
Beneath the undertow before She can take a breath.
It is then that She has learned to breathe in the water;
Even if She can’t move She keeps breathing.
She stops struggling
and eventually She floats back to the surface;
Someplace unrecognizable.
Someone unrecognizable to her.
New.
Chole Into Diamonds 