I tried the other side.
The backdoor escape.
Dishonestly provoking an ease never meant for me.
And we couldn’t meet eye to eye, this ease and I.
Dashing and daring,
step after clumsy step,
knowing our dysfunction.
And then one day ease left me
and gifted me a burden that made me move a little slower.
A little closer to the ground
until I finally felt where I was.