Want to hit it so damn badly
And then punch my way through, removing it from my existence
Leaving only dust to witness where the impediment once stood
Letting me race ahead till I find the next…
Surging emotions hit her mental sea wall
Overflowing into her life
Outside she looks like a wet mess
That is just temporary
Her storms will pass and the emotional sea will calm
Eventually, she will dry off and be herself once more
How many times can you hit that ball off the wall?
You getting annoyed by it?
Please, for goodness sake, yes!
Even if I change the rhythm?
Reaching out and grabbing the ball. “Enough!”
“Break the fourth wall in your life,” Sam said. “Go out and talk to those that are watching you. Engage them. Learn something more about your life and world.”
“That sound like great advice,” Bert said.
Bert turns to you. “So what about it, reader? What can you tell me?”