Trees of Truth

I’m not ready
for Monday morning.

trees

I feel
discombobulated
today.

Disconnected.
Adrift.
Fragile.
These are feelings that I rail against.

I want to be strong.
Noble.
Giving.
Independent.

In these moments, I hate me for my weakness.

And rail harder against the fragility.
And wish to, instead to
Be daring.

Fearing that I will shatter into a million
tiny
pieces
Never
achieving wholeness.

But maybe the answer is in breaking.
Disconnect in order to truly connect
to the greater me.

Stand naked
Fragile.
Raw.

My soul knows
The answers
are there
within the fear
To continue to fight against
the human condition
of vulnerability
is simply denying
the trees of truth

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