A frozen state of mind,
stone-walled by fear.
When they speak of racing thoughts,
it seems fruitless
trying to slow down that progression,
instead the eyes close.
While the strength of depression
wreaks havoc upon vulnerability
the body waits,
an eventual light goes on.
Symptomatic to asking
reality to step aside,
while in the moment the struggle
remains the only …
So, we fight,
our bodies eventually
find a way
to step off the merry-go-round.
As simple as that might seem,
the revolution will never careen.