(pic by hbbscounselling.org)
Most claim to know one but the biggest challenge isn’t the shift.
Impressions or social aversion to the name.
Antagonising internalisations of the sometimes steadfast,
the experience or thoughts that directly battles with a being so easily championed.
The voice that rages after mishaps coaxing the return to self.
Spirits that rattle to be freed when faced with others’ obstacles.
Biology that kicks into gear when greeting choice,
two distinct doors yet room for just a single decision.
The option that weighs on them heavily.
Taking the plunge is to be made into different shapes.
To succumb to the cues: the mischievousness, risks of peers or the judgements of strangers who shouldn’t mean so much but do.
A presence gradually robbed of prominence.
Inside a box of projection and expectations,
decorated with impulse and offending human tendencies.
Moisture marks a losing battle,
uphill against the horizon describes the struggle.
Unnecessary disclosures become commodity if only for temporary relief.
Rising frustration at the problem with the problem that’s of course engulfed in problems.
Copyright Teherah Wheeler (©) 2017
I like to let my mind and tools drift to wherever they care to go…
I also want to share that last year I joined a counselling app, to support others by lending a compassionate ear. Please use or share the link below if you or someone you know would like someone to talk to. It’s free.
All the best to you.