I am on vacation
but today I am in so much pain
I fear today will just be a staycation
in my gloomy room
keeping the sunlight away,
I came to escape the gloom.
I wish I wasn’t built like this,
the three little pigs could have a feast on
because none of my walls are that strong
they could see right through me.
The weather at home
is so depressing,
and where I am now is hot and liberating
but I can’t seem to walk away
or walk too deep into my paradise lost,
it feels overwhelming
I want to go to the beach,
in fact, I want to get lost,
but it’s a destination I doubt I will reach.
I want to bridge the bridge,
but I am trying to figure out how
to cross it, when I feel weak
to live with the lessons that pain teach.
Well, I made it through it,
it wasn’t pretty to watch
there was no grace
but I just moved along, at my own pace.
I kept my promise,
you may want to keep your distance
because I may just fall,
and people will think I am just another drunk tourist.
Who cares what others think?
If I can just be in the pain
then maybe I can do more than I think.
Maybe not everything,
I can’t fix a kitchen sink.
So I walked to the beach.
It wasn’t easy
I’ll tell you that
when it’s only you
and no one to help you with that,
but sometimes living with pain
is that you just have to try to go for it.