The Essence Of Who I Am

Life feels sticky like I’m pulling so hard for change
but it’s fighting me
Like l’m on a wrestling mat, but l’m losing
Or maybe I’m winning
Maybe it’s like in the movies
When it’s the climax
And the protagonist is dying
Right before they get up anyway and keep fighting
It was a fever dream of a month

With new weddings
New careers
And new beginnings
And it was beautiful
Even though it was not supposed to be August yet
That surviving the tornado
Doesn’t make everything OK
When you look at all the damage

And now it’s September
We never went to the beach
The ocean is calling to me
Maybe we will go when it’s raining
Cold and angry
Maybe we will dance in the rain
And not let anything stop us
From living

M.a.p

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