I close my eyes and let it.
Beat me black and blue, grounded and true.
With every step, the energy of the earth travels from its core and jumps from the ground to my feet and up my legs until it fills the spaces in my body with a certain peace.
You belong here. I listen.
Once, I drove myself to places I didn't want to be. Wondering maybe,
if I allowed my feet to become heavy enough, I would find myself driving somewhere nicer instead.
Into a wall, perhaps.
Once, I woke up in the morning thinking,
what a shame. And it dragged on.
All I know is, I no longer wander into a store, run the tips of my fingers across little treasures, pick them up carefully and leave without paying for them. Treasures I had money in my pocket for.
And I don't smoke cigarettes with the belief that they calmed me down. Probably because I knew they were killing me.
All I know is, now I walk without the heavy goblin of my past clinging on to my neck.
But instead it is hand in hand with you.