Fight or Flight
He Said. She Said. I Said.
My life is spinning out of my control
I'm trapped in the eye of my own tornado
Lost in a sea that feels greater than the universe
The burden is fear
The weight, unbearable
Sinking, drowning, holding on
The rope is short and the line about to snap
My mind is riddled with doubt and chaos
Reality is slipping
The drop is unending
Insecurity begins to drown out the confidence
The man is fading into a whisper caught in the wind
His body is tired, weary and struggling to keep floating
Head above water
Barely breathing
My will to fight is being overwhelmed
My heart keeps arguing with my head
The road has become long and the journey hard
My demons are growing louder, the light at the end, darker
Human or shadow
Fight or flight
About the Creator
Joseph Alexander Rodriguez
“He Said. She Said. I Said. -Memoirs and Poems of a Real Boy”
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My stories of a boy that was born and the girl who died, so that a man could live. I hope these writings inspire you, move you, or help you, whatever journey you may be on.
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