Frozen

I stumbled on an invisible wall and fell to my knees.

I wail against it with hard fists. But the wall digs deeper into the ground with stony heels- with callous soles- and refuses to budge.

Here in the deep layers of me there is a mountain as course as concrete. My nerves are wrapped in cold resistance.

I can feel along the edges of it, but I cannot pull it down or break it apart. My hands are left covered in flakes of concrete and clay.

Some days I find the smallest crack, and I can peer down into the underbelly of myself- but the path descends down into the dark forever.

Still: I breathe, and I grow into the space.

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