Cracks

The cracks in the road looked more pronounced now

He could relate to that

Before it was barely noticeable

But over time you could definitely see the difference

Sometimes they would patch it up

A plaster to hide the holes

He wondered about his own cracks

Over time they had also become more pronounced

He had used the same plasters

They even worked for a time

But now they wouldn’t work

The plasters of advice had come to an end

He watched the resurfacing team at work

A new road in progress

Almost like new

He listened to the man on the phone, who unlike the others said he couldn’t help

Not even a plaster, he pleaded

No, not even a plaster, only you can fix yourself

The guy was right, only he could fix himself

Six months later, he noticed the cracks reappearing

He supposed it was just ongoing

The big cracks had stopped in his own life

He would never be a new road

But for now he was safe to travel over.

Reviews

[gram linski]

Great read, enjoyed the tarmac of the broken soul watch out for the pot holes, dude

[Paul Bell]

Our pot holes are the road now.