Like being at the bottom of a well
I'm usually not one to mix metaphor and similie, but sometimes life feels like you're at the bottom of a well. Maybe it's filled with depression, fear, sorrow, or hate. Whatever it is, you're submerged in it, unable to escape.
You need a lifevest, a ladder, a rope or a helping hand to get you out. Something to start the motion and get momentum rolling.
You can feel it building as you start to rise, and even tho you're still in the depths, the sensation of moving starts to make you feel better. It accelerates as the pressure diminishes and you feel your velocity increasing.
Eventually you crash through the surface, gasping for air like you've never breathed before, and settle back to the surface.
Of course, if something can drag you down to the bottom, wouldn't that mean that it's opposite could cause you to float, weightless, up into the sky?
Perhaps love, religion, purpose or beauty are what drive you to escape the bonds holding you in equilibrium, or maybe you just need to climb out of that damn well.
- posted by Skwerl @ 12/12/2006 10:18:00 AM
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