Expectations
Failing to meet expectations that are not your own may hurt, but one day you realize it never mattered anyway.
Uneasiness falls upon me
weighing heavy on my heart
it’s difficult to breath
the tightness in my chest
sparks my anxiety
anger runs rampant
brain is overwhelmed with emotions
fight or flight
thoughts disturbed
like that of a raging tsunami
I feel the crippling effect
resonating through my body
involuntary shakes take hold of me
Remember
who you are
the best of you
we are perfect
in how we manage our shortcomings
I’m different
I have chosen my own path in life
proud of it
I don’t fit in your frame
nor will I conform
I am me.
Am I not enough for you
my presence is not sufficient
as a human being
just being
must I be chained to your expectations
your whims and desires
not knowing your the bearer of my guilt
tyrannically ruling
judging from your high palace
looking down when it displeases you
as if I’m to pay tribute
know
anything done by force isn’t true love.
Honestly
oh so wise
open your eyes
behind the veil of lies
you will see.
But choose to ignore
all that remains near you
are the parasites
feasting upon you.
About the Creator
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The River's Due
The river in our village was everything. Giver of life, bringer of death. It provided you with good fortune or stole your future. It was where the priests baptized us and the grandmothers blessed us afterward, in between the washing. The river’s spirit whispered to us all, every day of our lives. When someone was lost to the river, those same traveling priests claimed God had called them home. We nodded to make them feel better, but we knew it was the river that had come calling for its due. We may have come to accept Jesus as our savior, but had our doubts he would have tried to walk our river.
By Shaun Walters4 days ago in Fiction
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Ash, I was pulled in to this the moment I read your subtitle. I love the message you started us off with and it only got better from there! You did a great job describing the anxiety that one might feel in not living up to someones expectations, it felt relatable and was very on point form my experience. I love the lines “Remember, who you are” I actually have that tattooed on my arm, so this really resinated with me! Overall this was such an emotionally evoking and well written piece! I thoroughly enjoyed the read!