Keep Moving

After a while she just sort of melted into the floor.

No, must…keep…going…

She was tired and wanted it to be over, but there was still work to be done.

Sometimes people are broken. Sometimes they don’t want to go on. Sometimes they just want to lay down and let whatever they were running from catch them.

But…

Sometimes it’s not just themselves they’re running for. Sometimes they have to keep going even if it means a continuance of the cycle of pain and suffering and wanting it to just end once and for all!

She pulled herself back up, planting her feet underneath her on the ground and used the momentum from swinging her body up and into a standing position to propel herself forwards.

One foot…then the other…must…keep…going…

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About martha0stout

I like to read and write and hang out with my family and friends. I currently live on a farm and all that such a living entails.
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7 Responses to Keep Moving

  1. Been there…love this poem.

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  2. “Melting into the floor…” nice!

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