Am I Strong Enough?

The dark chasm

raggedly dividing

the embattled sides of myself expands

like a creeping crevice on a chapped lip

in need of a soothing mint flavored balm.

We lose pieces of ourselves

down

this

gaping

hole,

gravity the only force moving us forward,

my shored up walls trembling

as random parts tumble past.

The crevasse swallows our best intentions,

leaving discolored indentations

where love once thrived.

Only the heart strong survive.

Am I strong enough?

Am I strong enough to climb this crevasse,

painstakingly collecting the discarded remnants of

myself

as I slowly claw up these slippery, canted walls?

Am I strong enough to slam the chasm shut,

not choosing a side, but choosing to live

suspended

over a scarlet, jagged line,

a cragged mark upon our hearts?

Am I strong enough to dull the point of my words

to a nub of apathy?

Am I strong?

Is this enough?

~Ronda Henderson~