Such a brilliant capture of the feelings of loss and uncertainty. The accompanying image complements the emotions well.
The act of wanting consumes
my mind so much that
I never realise what I really wanted after all
Losing myself at the ends
of her fading footsteps
and the silence left by her echoes
and the echoes left by her silence
I only end up imitating my wants than
really know what I wanted at all
The melancholy monster consumes me for not
knowing but that is when I know
this monster is really not a monster
as I ponder…
…where do I go from here
if not inwards
To save me from the beginning
of the building blocks of my utter doom
Melancholy opens up wounds
that can only be closed by facing the fears
that created them as I realise
All I receive is connected to all I give
amidst the karmic cycle of my intents
The ignorance of the immediate fate
I put too much emphasis on
The laughter of my perpetual bloom is
connected to the whispers of my eventual tomb
Inspired by Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Nature & Reena’s Exploration Challenge #185
it’s my nature
for no reason at all
i retreat to a safe space
like bear cubs denning
i’m not languishing
i’m dormant with melancholy
seeking shelter protects my soul
giving respite and comfort
surrounded by nothing but time
it revives me
aching with sorrow and sadness
silently keeping in it
when, eventually the dam breaks
as chance moments
beckon forth deeply held emotions
tears spill quickly
because the lies
behind false smiles
of “i’m all right”
can’t help but break through the barrier
foolishly yet protectively erected
this water shed pinnacle of epic proportions
a facially distorting cataclysm
and puffy, snot producing event
this full-body aching outloud
it was inevitable
it was necessary, to move on to healing
my life’s flow is interrupted
as depression, the heavy chain
drapes me to slow and weigh me down
the black raven caws
will i ever mend
as i circle the drain
calling your name
in this shallow grave
i hear the chime to rebound
but awakening is like wispy lace
no strength and no trace of me here
as i vote silently to remain hidden in tears
so much judgment
comes from the irrational
repetition of previously embedded
and deeply held beliefs
going back generations
someone else’s poison
muddying the innocence
brought into this world
rigidness taking the place of awe
the decent bits forced inwards
empathy doesn’t stand a chance
when surrounded by
and immersed in the viciousness
of long-held hate
and the fear of love
… it makes me sad for our world.
ALL the communities they stomp on have been pounded down long enough.
As the oppressed, we’ve seen and taken abuse in all forms.
Many have died.
We’ve watched and endured their childish ways.
And been on the receiving end of their vile behavior for way too long.
Suffered too much.
The oppressors – all shapes, colors, and forms – have ignored decency for an eternity.
The torture, the depravity, the madness of their control must end.
It is ENOUGH!
Things must change for the better.
We’re done with going two steps forward and six back.
There is no place for them at the table of civility.
ALL who they deem disposable will have their revolution.
They’ve pushed them too far.
There is a storm coming.
It’s time to clear out the rot.
Return the evil to the rocks from under which they crawled out.
May we learn to never repeat the sins of our past.
And may the nefarious never return…
You stopped reaching in to lift me up from my self-loathing.
The focus and attention left the us we created together.
I live an aftermath of trying to escape my personal hell.
But how can I when I’m already gone?