Oil & Water

There are a lot of things I feel & then lots of times I have no idea how to express them. Yet.

A few days ago, I managed build another wall. I have become an expert with it throughout the years.

I build them out of necessity.

It’s another wall to protect me from feeling things I know are irreversible.

I’ve become well versed in numbing myself emotionally & tricking my mind into things.

It’s such a handy & vital tool to have though dangerous.

But maybe for the first time, I am slowly starting to give in & accept unpleasant truths that I have always been living.

Please do not mistake this as me feeling pity for myself. I could curse at the winds & stars or bore a hole through my skull & it wont change a thing.

It’s merely how life is for me right now.

To be honest, I did’t expect it to have such a liberating feeling & effect.. at least for now.

I just wish that everyone’s line of communication had one same frequency: that I get you & you get me.

However, that isn’t realistic at all.

A reality I for sure know is that some are like oil & water.

They simply cannot be mixed no matter how important of a substance they are for us to function & live.

Both are essential & good, just incompatible.

Still, I damn well would take their incompatibility than gas & fire’s compatibility.

Then, you’d just be hot, on fire, & burning things down all the time.

Sure, cooking with oil & water will leave leave you with a few scars & burns on your forearms, arms & even face but at least you’ll get your stomach full afterwards.