Just got off a meeting.
Because I’m on the edge.
Not in a poetic way. Not in a “breakthrough” kind of way.
In a “someone look at me wrong and I might lose it” kind of way.
Tired. Restless.
Pissed for no reason.
And every reason.
Didn’t want to pray.
Didn’t want to hear one more person say “just for today.”
But I stayed on the damn call.
Because I know what happens when I don’t.
God, I don’t need wisdom right now.
I need a rope.
Just hold me here.
I’ll tie the knot later.