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Football Sunday (three hours)

for three hours a week i get to pretend you  are all dead

for three hours a week i get to live without second guessing myself

for three hours a week i get to feel safe

for three hours a week i get to feel free

for three hours a week i get to feel like i am apart of something that understands me

for three hours a week i get to enjoy being me without critique

for three hours a week i get to feel like i own my own stuff

for three hours a week i get to for get how much i hate you

for three hours a week i get to feel like i want to be alive

for three hours a week i dont feel like shit all the time

for three hours i get to be a man

for three hours a week i feel like being me is ok

#beardown

Day 7. A Paragraph A Day: 30 Day Challenge

I remember the second time I died or more so the second time I felt that quietness that empty space. One day after a really nasty hit during football practice. I was coming out of the house heading for school when all of a sudden I felt nothing. My body gave out I passed out and found myself hanging from my neighbors gate. I couldn’t move. My sister’s before at the time was driving by the house and saw me hanging there. I was a fat kid he couldn’t help me back to the house he got me off the fence and talked me into crawling back home. It was only a few feet but it felt like the road to Damascus. I crawled using what strength I had in me, using my forearms to   move across the concrete. I passed out. I awoke with my mom sitting over me wondering why I was on my couch in my living room. I passed out again into that quiet empty space. I didn’t like it. I didn’t like being crippled. I slipped disk was the cause. I was walking again within a month. Didn’t like the feeling of not being able to move, of being still and quiet, so I came back.