Change is a Frenemy

Change has always been a frenemy. 

It chooses when to take away the things you hold dear to you,

Without telling you when you’ll get them back. 

It steals your time away, leaving you to only have it through memory.

It leaves you with the bitter aftertaste of sweet orange juice.

Change has been a consistent visitor in my life, 

Showing up to my door unannounced.

Although, there are some days where I hope change visits me.

The times where I feel trapped in holes that seem never-ending,

Is when I want change to come and rescue me. 

I want it to hold me and tell me that I am more powerful than these overpowering emotions my body holds.

Change is the only thing I think of when I hesitate on leaving this shell of a body.

Sarai R