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The Itch
What is it in this life that
we find along the path
of our choosing
a sense of disconnect from the reality
that we know was meant to be...
...the sense of hopelessness that sinks in,
the dreaded sense of, “one day when,”
becoming, “here comes the end.”
Day to day when the things that once
added up to daily praise and thanks
for this life we have
has become a daily rumination
of regrets…
...the good outweighing the bad
becomes a heavyweight vest
of let downs and disappointments,
held up only by a few strands of hope
and commitment that remains all
that is left of that sweet, sweet time
when everything was fine.
It seems more often than not
that the compromise that we thought
would exist,
or the halfway point that we thought
at which we had met
actually is just slightly out of reach.
Too much pride, too much of the
Attitude where, “I’m right!”
Or
“You’re wrong!”
Too much confirmation bias,
cognitive dissonance override,
too much take, not enough give,
and isolated perspective.
What was once, “we fit,”
is now the realization that
somehow the groove is just slightly off,
but off enough to prevent
the key from unlocking the lock
that becomes more worn by the day…
...not evolution together, but
moreso a growing away.
It’s a sad, sad day when we wake up
and find that the only thing that binds
us together is sheer stubbornness
to let our former dreams die.
