Day 95: “Eruption”
Just one day
Can make everything fall apart
One ill-made decision
One misrepresentation
One callous remark
One violent gesture
Can make it all come crumbling down
When you get up from the rubble
Dust yourself off
You see the signs
They were there before
But you see them now
It didn’t just all blow up one day
It was a slow, lava-oozing rupturing
Just an upset stomach
That became an infected mess of pain
A full-blown eruption
A big eye-opener
Emergency surgery
You have to cut out the poison
To live
That kind of gives me comfort
That things don’t just blow up out of nowhere
But it does make me question my judgment
Faking It Made 