
Pulled up to the curb
Hated building in sight
Drive shifted to Park
Pinging from under the hood
Tools for the day gathered
Unsnapped restraints
Body free
Yet, an unexpected hellish message came to me
Heavy chills from that winter day
Were nothing to the inward heat
Words tore through the chest
Filling up a now empty cavity
Pain sat in those words
Brushing off; tossed away
Snow fell in furried force
Muddled mind filled with numbing pain
The words made no sense
Content denied
The words finally made sense
As what was left flew away
No awareness of time falling away
Park was gone; drive remained
Yet no destination set
To a melted mind
“We don’t grow when things are easy.
We grow when we face challenges.” ~ Joyce Meyer