WWYD?

January 23, 2011
By SyddieG GOLD, Chicago, Illinois
SyddieG GOLD, Chicago, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"Just keep asking why. You'll have your answer when they can't answer any more."


What do you do
When your world has come <b>crashing</b>
Down upon your head?

Like being caught in a <i>thunder</i>storm
Without an umbrella
Or a sign of shelter.

Drowning in the raindrops
Made salty by <i>other</i> people's tears
And fears and worries.

And you're stuck in the <i>dangerous</i> whirlwind
Of their wide-spreading
And inescapable influences.

What would you do
If everything you felt
<b>Everything</b> you thought and felt and did
Left you with a sick feeling
In your stomach
That just <i>wouldn't go away</i>?

It's <u>your</u> fault.
Even if it's not <u>your</u> problem.

What do you do
When your heart is <b>caught</b>
In your throat

<i>Choking</i> you with sorrow
To the point where
You can't take in a single breath
Or defend yourself
Against <u>yourself</u>?

When it feels like
A boa constrictor
Is crushing your chest
And you <b>know</b> that your
Already breaking, fragile heart
Will <u>not</u> survive.

What should I do
Since I'm <b><i>powerless</b>
Against the powers that be?

And I'm imprisoned
In the jail cell
Whose bars
Are <b><u>my own</b> regrets.

When the one who is <u>the one</u>
Has melted into
<i>Something</i> resembling
<b>Nothing</b>.

What do I do
When I'm lost and alone
An alien on <i>my</i> version
Of planet Earth?

Feeling helpless.
Hopeless.
Heartless.

What <u>can</u> I do
Now that I have become Atlas
And the fate of my world
Rests in my petite hands?

(How can my world
Rest in my petite hands?)

What do I do
Now that I am stopped
At life's crossroad
And <u>both</u> paths
Are blocked?

And it's
...
it's
...
it's like
---
I'll <u>never</u> be enough.

Even when
I'm everything
I can possibly be.

I will <b>Never</b>. <b>Be</b>. <b>Enough</b>.

The author's comments:
<i>What would you do if everything changes, and not for the better?</i>

When confronted with a problem between two close friends (which then, because it was a predictable girl problem, rapidly escalated to four), I usually handle things. I'm the peace-maker, the problem-solver. Call me Lady Switz, I'm neutral and unbiased. It's my job, my duty, so help close rifts.

That was in the past.

With a new school year, I was pulled further apart from the girls I had grown to think of as sisters. The only way to still feel apart of what we had has turned to me becoming an advice column.

And I'm okay with it.

What I'm not okay with, is the fact that the latest fight to pop up between my two CLOSEST friends, is something that I can't deal with.

This is new.

I have no idea what to do. I have no idea how to help. I was even told, "You can't fix this. Just let it go," How can I let it go? This is my world! I should be able to fix it.

What Would You Do if you couldn't fix it?

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