I’m not really okay, today.
And yesterday—
I wasn’t really okay then, either.
Yesterday, there were tears.
Feelings.
And yesterday I couldn’t see the sky, anymore.

Maybe it’s hormones.
Or the rain.
Or maybe it’s just my broken bits screeching
Reminding me
That I am only human.
Or something like it, anyway.

So.
For a day. Or two. Or three
I’ll probably still be this.
A little bit lost.
A little bit bamboozled.
A little bit wondering…
‘When will this tenderness seep back into my bones?’

Yesterday I searched for a place to hide.
A place to feel safe.
But today, I’m just here
Feeling the ache and letting it…be.
Because what else is there to do?
This is life, after all.
And life is exactly what I’ve come here to do.

3 replies on “Only Human”
This is great. I love it. I love how you used and incorporated pictures and images. Great job!
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Aww! That’s so nice of you, Jason, thank you! ☺️ I’m a bit of a sucker for a picture story. I love the way a picture can twist the meaning of an entire story; maybe it’s stayed with me from the picture story books of my childhood, who knows. I sure can’t draw, so photos will have to do when it comes to making my own picture stories. 😂
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That’s great! I love that
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