{"id":119356,"date":"2022-06-26T04:00:57","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T08:00:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=119356"},"modified":"2022-06-26T04:00:57","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T08:00:57","slug":"crawling-up-that-hill-prompt-17","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/crawling-up-that-hill-prompt-17\/","title":{"rendered":"crawling up that hill (prompt 17)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I couldn&#8217;t make it through the episode without dissolving in a fit of tears<br \/>\nlike exposure therapy like the fullest release like finally being seen<br \/>\nin my exquisite suffering<br \/>\nnot unique to me but rarely written into scenes<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve never seen it played back that way<\/p>\n<p>I observed hopefully, intently, as others watched it too<br \/>\nbut I&#8217;m confused &#8211; didn&#8217;t you see what I saw?<\/p>\n<p>are the parallels being lost<br \/>\nare we on the same channel<br \/>\nis this thing even on?<\/p>\n<p>how was the similarity not jarring<br \/>\nall too familiar warning signs<br \/>\nuntil they&#8217;re fighting to pull her close<br \/>\nalmost too late<\/p>\n<p>pleading that they are right here<br \/>\nthey don&#8217;t want letters<br \/>\nthey want to be let in<\/p>\n<p>but it&#8217;s not that fucking easy<\/p>\n<p>it&#8217;s<br \/>\njust<br \/>\nnot<\/p>\n<p>this creature is a curse that lingers peripheral<br \/>\nwhispers in your sleep<br \/>\nsteals you right out from underneath their noses<\/p>\n<p>and you fight it<br \/>\nwith everything you have<br \/>\nrunning for your life<br \/>\nscreaming and flailing<br \/>\nstumbling<br \/>\nbarely escaping<br \/>\nthis time<\/p>\n<p>this time<\/p>\n<p>until you wake up in that haunted place again<br \/>\non unsuspecting days<br \/>\nthat creeping headache never fully releasing<br \/>\nit&#8217;s grip<br \/>\nit&#8217;s got it&#8217;s claws dug in<br \/>\nwake up running again<br \/>\nfighting again<br \/>\nbody on the verge of breaking<br \/>\nit wants to wear you down<br \/>\ncatch you when you&#8217;re alone<br \/>\nat your most defenseless<\/p>\n<p>how long can it be drowned out with music<br \/>\nwith memories of better days of connection of loved ones still living<br \/>\nbefore the grief and the fear and the guilt<\/p>\n<p>those bittersweet moments<br \/>\nseared into the front of your mind<br \/>\nlike your survival depends on them<br \/>\nprojected large and clear<br \/>\nimpossible to miss<br \/>\nimpossible to leave behind<br \/>\ndragging you back from the ledge<\/p>\n<p>the same ledge I&#8217;ve been on for half of my life<br \/>\ncarved my initials into it years ago<br \/>\nso that you&#8217;d know I was no stranger<br \/>\nI want you to see it<br \/>\nI want you to understand<\/p>\n<p>that this is a curse &#8211; sinister and dangerous<br \/>\ncontagious and invisible<\/p>\n<p>until you learn what to look for<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I couldn&#8217;t make it through the episode without dissolving in a fit of tears like exposure therapy like the fullest release like finally being seen in my exquisite suffering not unique to me but rarely written into scenes I&#8217;ve never seen it played back that&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":981,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-119356","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119356","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/981"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=119356"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119356\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":120121,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119356\/revisions\/120121"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=119356"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=119356"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=119356"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}