Frozen.A poem by, Angel Grady.
I'm living, i'm breathing, i'm not paralyzed. Yet, I don't move. Everyone else is moving..they're all happy, they're all living their lives. But I'm just frozen..
I was trying to move forward and something stopped me in my tracks. I attempted to take a step but...then i looked back.
When i looked back, my heart stopped. my heart stopped, and the neg words played back like a playback on a record scratch from a DJ.
And ever since that playback, I've been frozen... and I just cant seem to bounce back. what? You tellin' me to just get it over it?
Nah. See, this ain't freeze tag baby, we ain't kids no more.
This cold world will freeze your heart, leave you sitting there, stuck and alone and could care less if you die from emotional hypothermia.
You know whats even crazier? When you're frozen in the middle of everybody, and no one around will even try to help you!
They just walk right on by,...like you don't exist....like...a statue. Your hurt put on display to see. Frozen.
And if they're not completely ignoring you, they're making
Little remarks, that echo throughout.
"Well its your own fault" your a screw up, you'll never be good enough, you're not pretty like her, all that only hardening the icy shell of you.
And Those same remarks sound just like that playback....
But lately, I don't know why...but I've been having this feeling...somethings been different because now.. see...I'm tired.
When you get tired, certain things become unacceptable. You get tired of being the doormat that people love to walk all over.
You get tired of people taking to you for granted, being invisible.
you get tired of people treating you like you are absolutely nothing.
You get tired of the fact that you have become something so deteriorated, so damaged, so disgusted with yourself, something that God did not create nor intend for you to be. Then ya just get tired of being tired!
Today, I see the Sun coming out. I haven't seen him in so long. He showed himself to be strong and bright like the one and only Sun knows how.
It's like I can feel every insecurity, every doubt, every frustration, every depressed thought that I've ever had start to melt away from me.
Suddenly I'm no longer frozen...and the feeling of being tired is lifted off my shoulders.
Of course, life will continue to try to freeze me back into that dark place.
But as long as the (SON) is hovering over me ,
I will forever be free. I will forever be unfrozen.
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