Taking back control

For the longest time,

My life was going downhill.

D-O-W-N-H-I-L-L!

People around me were leaving,

By the day, I was becoming emptier.

The emotions and inspirations that drove me once,

No longer drove me.

I waited for things to happen.

For good things to happen.

For good news to come.

For something to make me feel happy again.

But well, for someone who likes to take control

My fate wasn’t quite forthcoming with taking control.

So darker it became.

Deep dark, as I waited for things to change.

As I drowned into the darkness,

I thrashed my arms and my legs – hoping to find something to hold on to in the viscous dark.

I meditated, but my mind was never at peace.

I took control of my breathing.

That is when I realized that as long as our body is in harmony with the natural elements that sustain it, everything fall back in place.

Slowly, I was getting back control.

It’s been almost a week now since I have been feeling better.

The walls that were once choking me are still strong,

but gradually, the walls are weakening.

And my resolve, is slowly growing stronger.