The mist of darkness
came up suddenly.
It came from an unlikely source
which caught me by surprise.
My accuser aims for the heart.
My natural reaction is to feel
frustrated
angry
deflated
…heartbroken.
I am tempted to let go.
It would be so much easier if
I just let go and wander off.
Easier at the moment anyway.
Can I let go?
Will I let go?
Let go.
Let go.
Then what?
I’ll trade this in for a new set of trials
and I will face them alone.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Close my eyes.
Breathe.
Hold on.
Hold on even tighter.
Continue forward.
Do not let go.
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