Calosha Gomes

I have turned into something that I could never unsee. I feel complete, and now I can’t imagine going back.

I do fall and I do stumble. Still, I know I will continue to do so. What changed is that I’ll stumble and fall with a smile on my face.
What changed? Even I can’t explain it with the words that once saved me from myself.

Today, it is more than words that have arms around me, which are now completing me.
Light in the darkness of my own mind, the voice that hugs me when there is hopelessness staring down at our soul.

Off the shoulder, all burdens, and for some reason, the pain doesn’t pain the same way. The hurt that was caused to me really doesn’t have space in me to hold.

I turned the other cheek and walked away in the same whim. Most stood waiting for the slap to land on the other cheek.
I didn’t see the point in standing still when I knew no matter how long I decided to stand there, I’d be stranded forever.