I'm doing okay
I'm walking the line
But
Press my button,
Pull my trigger
Release the cortisol,
Fire up the adrenalin
Scream or bite,
Flight or fight
(With me it's always flight)
I run away. I hide
Behind a mask
That's calm
A mask that says
I'm doing okay
The poem resinates with my life a present, but I am fighting, maybe I should flight too ?
elPintor
Sun 5th Feb 2017 23:40
Hi, Hazel,
Sometimes I get the feeling that as long as I can "look" as if its OK, then it's really OK. I'm not sure if this applies to you at all, and forgive me if it doesn't, but then, as they say, "success is the greatest revenge" upon any who seek to destroy your happiness.
I, like most, rather like the idea of fight rather than flight, but then we aren't always afforded a proper platform from which to defend from attack-- and that is always a consideration from a strategist's standpoint.
Seems (maybe) a very personal piece of writing, reconciled very simply and clearly..
elP
I suspect we're all a bit gooey on the inside.
Thanks for posting this Hazel. A very honest account of how many of us feel I am sure. certainly is true of me.
Nice one, Hazel. I can't help thinking, after reading your poem, about the movie "The Mouse that Roared." Not the plot, but the title. Someday, you'll be the mouse that roared, and mighty will be your voice. You will be heard!!
Lovely poem.
<Deleted User> (13762)
Sun 5th Feb 2017 09:46
I know the feeling Hazel but I'm learning to turn flight into fight. Doesn't work all the time but it's definitely better than self-doubting. With you all the way walking the line. Thanks for posting. C?L
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Hazel ettridge
Mon 6th Feb 2017 16:57
Thanks for all the comments. 'I'm doing okay' embraces a really long continuum. Today I really am doing okay.