Rough Terrain

Rough Terrain

I was told there was a light at the end of the tunnel.

That peace would come to me someday.

That I would eventually be able to breathe.

That the right people will come in the right time.

But the light went out again.


My palpitating heart never ceases.

My breath stays short regardless of long yoga stints.

The right people came and turned away.


When we start a symbol of love and life

And we make that symbol priceless

The day our loyalties shift and bend

Is the day that symbol is reduced to just a few bucks inchange.

The light went out again.


I’m angry at the Universe for showing me what can be

I’m angry at my intuition for its insistence on showing up

As if that something better will ever come.

I want the light back on.

Posted on: March 15, 2016elyzableau