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I want to relax.
November 19, 2013
I feel comfort now.
As I lay here on the beach
Everything around me becomes safe and warm.
It’s like a giant shot of novocaine
Just went through my body.
I no longer have control,
And I no longer need control.
The palm of my hand goes senseless,
It remains at my side,
I’m not forcing it to grab this or to take that.
I don’t need to think anymore.
The song of my life has already been written.
I all need to do is play the music.
My efforts have fizzled out.
I’m done.
Someone else take over now.
© Jessica H., Marblehead, MA
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