Overwhelmed but not yet drowning. In unanticipated problems that probably could not have been averted. Dragging them down through her honesty.
With her face in plain sight. Unmasked and raw.
She speaks.
They listen.
with welcoming ears in awe.
Through the pecking stress
she realizes how
blessed she is
nonetheless.
Awake, with eye lids lifted high.
She does not fight alone.
Rather, the unexpected is faced along with thieves who steal her fear. Forcing upon her confidence,
Energy illuminating positivity.
The buzz of pain is exactly what she wants and needs.
But living only on the surface prohibits her from understanding this.