I wanted to stop, anything to make the pain go away. I wanted to drop and let the tears comes uninhibited. I felt the shame but it was overshadowed with the cruelty of where I was. I was in pain, it hurt inside, it hurt outside and all I wanted was to go home. The long day had been hard, when is it never, and the day was coming to a close, all I wanted was to snuggle and rest, and fly into the sense-less oblivion. I wanted to fight but didn’t have the energy, didn’t have the strength. Yeah, I need to go home, really go home and rest.
But I couldn’t stop, couldn’t drop down on the road, for home was still a mile away. And yeah, I was stubborn, I wouldn’t give up before I was there. So, one step at a time, as if there was no pain throbbing away, as if there was no force pulling me the other way. One step at a time. Count them one by one. One goes and I am nearer to slipping into all peace and waking only just when the sun comes again, bright and shining, with the new day………
And yes, I know I won’t stop and I am nearing my place!
P.S. It’s hard being a city girl in a small town walking uphill everyday.