Feeling my skin crawl.
Why me?
Why them?
WHY, GOD?

I feel I don't know up from down.
Forced to frown.
The past haunts:
recent and years ago.

Overwhelmed with conflicting
emotions pouring out.

Hurricane, rain, thunder,
lighting...
g.

Fighting for mindfulness,
radical acceptance,
self CONTROL.

Illness isn't an option.
I know I can be lazy,

I know my faults.
I know my strengths.

But...
I struggle to find...
and accept
my options.

A pretezel longing to be untangled.
String loose and bounding.
Tight as handcuff.
Resilient as the wind,
changing direction.