I Am a Rock

Everyone, growing up, has a “theme song” a song whose words connect to their innermost being. Defines them. One song that is embedded in their psyche, when heard, stops them, brings back memories. Defines their personification.

I have such a song.

“I Am a Rock”

I wore this as a badge of honor. I would play it over and over. It was safe. It was my nature, how I was nurtured, seeable, but mum. Along the way convinced myself this was okay.

I have the Voices In My Head, my memories, my words, but for the record, rocks feel pain.