Emotional Cadence - Life's True Inventory

 

Emotional Cadence (LIFE'S TRUE INVENTORY)  written 08/11/25

How is my emotional cadence of life?

Just so all over the place?

The scales tip?

One way they tipped the other?

The scales tip.

One way they tipped.

The other—other way,

in one hand I have this much.

In the other,

I can't contain it.

It spills out.

My body is off-balance

with the weight I carry

from one person to the next.

To balance is to stand—

feet apart, shoulders back, head up.

But with the cadence of life

and everybody’s weight too

and throwing—

I feel I can’t stand tall any more.

I feel the weight of it all.

I feel I no longer can tell

which is more than which is less.

Midlife—

when it rains, it pours.

Life is now one constant storm

for my friends, for my family.

Midlife is the middle of life

that seems just full of strife.

Happiness and sadness roll into one—

sad happy, happy sad,

sad happy sad,

sad happier,

sad happiness, happiness.

Emotional drain, strain, regret, loss,

birth, death—

lingers.

Everything lingers.

Life decisions.

My head is heavy.

My shoulders hurt.

My back is broken.

My bag—

emotional bag—

is full.

Enough.

I put down the bag.

I’ve emptied its contents.

One thing at a time.

One thing at a time.

Time to regulate.

Balance from burden.

Emotional order,

not emotional chaos.

Now, life’s inventory holds for me clarity and order.

I can see clearly.

At last, clarity.

At last, order.

I pause

with a deep inhale

and a long exhale.

I have steadied, readied myself.