It's the same story
The misalignment
The laughter when all you feel is tears
And you know the laughter is dearly needed
The intense nausea when all you can do is climb back into bed
When you miss the joy of eating and making but you've lost your people and the joy is gone
When sharing anything feels wrong because it's too hard, too blue, and you wonder if sharing is helpful for anyone other than you
When love often feels clingy and distorted, destructive even
And you know that's not love
But you're wading through a heavy swamp and you wonder if you can see
You know that running and being reactive always needs to be checked
And you're getting better at it, habits changing
And you know they get angry when they can't have you in the way they think they want
And you know it isn't love
You know they can't see, their hurt is too thick
And you know the only way is through
The only way is through
And that is what you must do
Interesting...some fine lines. Fresh reworking of common phrases. The last few parallel the last one of Van Morrison's "Thank God for the Blues."