Every so often in life, I stumble straight into an unsolvable problem. It has no answer, no solution, no weaknesses. It has no ears to listen, no mouth to speak, no eyes to see, and yet it never stops watching, never stops hearing, and never stops screaming. It is a constant struggle, yet it never struggles. I struggle. And the more I struggle, the more of a struggle it becomes. It is not my fault, and yet the guilt is mine. It is not my way, and yet I must walk it. It is not my past, and yet I have lived it.
I can hear it. Day and night, it never stops. It echoes through my mind. It consumes me like a virus. It pours from my face, my hands, my feet. Every act, every word, every blink of my eyes screams the words. The words I have promised will not meet or marry even a whisper.
I cannot fight it, because it does not fight. I cannot run from it, because it has infused itself within me. I cannot kill it, because I won’t stop breathing. I have cast the sins of my own flesh on the One who gave His righteousness. Yet to cast the sins of fellow man, which have crept their way into my hands? I can’t. Because they lie. They convince me it is the burden I must bear.
And so I drown. I won’t stop breathing, yet I won’t stop holding on. Oh, how heavy are the weights of others. I’ve never believed that sticks and stones could break my bones. It’s these branches and boulders I shoulder.
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