It's Just Business

I happened upon a certain memory of mine, Written down on the back of a business card, And immediately became aphonic, Muted, As I stared blankly at it, Reliving that exact same stare, Same moment, That took place well over two years ago, When it all began. So many emotions rushed through me. But at the end of it all, Happiness prevailed. And I smiled, Knowing that I'm still here today. I lived through it. Can tell the story that came from it. Perhaps the most prohibitive tribulation I've ever known Is becoming easier and easier to look back on. In retrospect, That little business card had been sitting there in my wallet For that long. And it serves as a definite and tangible reminder That I was not built to break.

Resilience. Rebirth.

Reki*



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This Month (February)

This month, It's always so cold, Bleak, If not foreboding. And I consistently find myself alone, After years of "putting myself out there." Wind and snow. Ice and clouds. My heart remains lukewarm, My body chilled more so than the day before. This month makes me feel as if I am the last living person in the world. Secluded by nothing, Because no one is around, Exists, Even long enough for me to feel somewhat accompanied. Death in '08. Mistakes made in '09. Falling out in '10. A barren heart forever more, It appears, Transforming my being If just for this one month out of an entire year. As if I step outside of my normal self, Overshadow all the reds and pinks With an attitude, A perspective seemingly darker than the color black.

This month, It's always so cold...



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