By Robin Bass
I know the pain will dissipate. This day will become yesterday, to months ago, & years ago, until finally it is simply back then. What was a mountain, is now a memory for safekeeping. For it is that time you made it through, when you thought you couldn’t.
There was a laugh that surprised us all. Becoming and booming, falling and rising against the silence, crumbling it like the waves we were once caught under. At first I resisted. Then, I laughed too. A devious squall emerged, quite unlike me, truly, bubbling from a place I had not known I hosted, and it joined the cacophony reviving stoic walls. It returned to me with every bellow. Each one shaking my frame until I tumbled in foundation. I laughed at the pain, & everything that had happened. The anguish. The tragedy. & all the days I claimed I could not. More pain. More tragedy. I laughed despite it all. I laughed because I was still here & it was not. because there was an absurdity to it all. I howled, guffawed, giggled at all the nights that had broken me until the air grew fresh to fettered lungs. I held the world to my gaze, shed the torment in tears, & felt how they wished to be relinquished. We laughed until the silence overcame us, & the peace had returned.
There are certain moments when your soul remembers what it is here for. The prison built in your head reveals it is only paper, the architect knows its exits best. & my paper cuts filled hands always need to be working. Climbing out of an abyss takes time. But one day you look back, & wonder at far you've come. The echoes of your laughter bounce off the rock bottom, you swore had no end. The encouragements of love remind you to keep climbing With a newfound strength, & a face to the sun. Traces of a familiar smile teach you a habit never forgotten. Some ghosts can do things other than haunt.