Tag: Spilled Words
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Gently
My twisted path. The weight of every step left a deep impression. Every way I took led to a dark revelation. I must gently find my horizon.
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Runaway
It has been a year since the events that led to my demise. The logical decisions resulting in emotional decay. Starting over to find a solution. An education of sorts. So many mistakes along the way. I wonder whether I will ever learn the lesson; I doubt that I will even recognize it. So much […]
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Outside
Dreamt of scene; Panic within a familiar place. All of the exits locked. Trust in the unfamiliar; A different path of escape.
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Shattered
Waking to a dimly lit sunrise Smiling at the hope of promise Day darkens quickly Shadows pummel a shaken spirit Seeking salvation in the darkness Falling towards despair Lying within the foggy evening Wishing for a moment of sleep Unable to breathe
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A Tough Week
On Monday,the company I’m contracted with sent my payroll direct deposit to the wrong bank. Later that day, I received an email that a company I did a series of interviews with who decided to pass on me (with no good reason according to recruiter). Today, I hit a parked vehicle coming back to work […]
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Wishes
I am waiting patiently for Winter to subside. The twelve trials left me with some nasty wounds. I’m tired of living in the darkness. I long for a happy rebirth.
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Sarcophagus
Remembering the eulogy, on this cold and frosty morning. Mental inscriptions along the glass reflections. Those remnants held tightly are the dismal connections to unpleasant memories. Cuts and abrasions of reopened wounds that refuse to heal. Spirits returning from the old days. The mind is a broken coffin. It is difficult to let the dead […]
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Empty
Sitting beneath the open sky. Writing these thoughts of desperation. Listening to the sound of emptiness. Watching the world move toward the void.
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Sunday
Rum and Coke; diluting frosty shards. Taste of reminiscence; scent of delight. Some pencil sketches. Those candid creations. No erasures. Lines forming collaboration. Moment caressing nostalgia. A connected imagination. Colors and shades. A childhood infatuation.
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Broken Foundation.
We saw your silhouette on the foggy horizon. You were lost, broken, and seeking acceptance. An emptiness filled by the opening of a kind domain. You were given a safe haven. However, points of view quickly became distorted. You decided to etch your unexpected displeasure on every surface. This beautiful place disgraced by the subtle […]
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Anchored
We find ourselves tethered to the weight of the past. Feelings we thought lost beneath the sea; those unforeseen anchors that hold us against the flow of time. If those anchors remain then the heft of yesterday will pull us toward those murky depths. The currents crashing on our sanity. Forcing us to drown beneath […]
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Settled
Another sunset, the final seconds fading on this journey of exploration. The trials and errors of experimenting with people’s opinions; the proverbial setup for failure. Decisions born from chaos. Trying times is an understatement. I believed the things I’ve seen. I trusted the stuff I’ve heard. My mind dismantled; my heart ripped to shreds. The […]
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Darkest Hour
Night seems Eternal. Waiting no Longer. Taking new Paths. Seeing the light. Comfort and Joy.
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Magic
An expected moment reaching its zenith of time. Darkness accepts the extended invitation. A cosmic presence finding delight in the midst of mortals. The stone becoming unhinged.
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Sifting Time
Dust of Earth… Body of clay… Breath of life… End of days. —– Seconds of anticipating; Everything slows down. Foggy thoughts dissipating; Watching the effects of time.
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Survival
It takes one bad experience to leave a negative impression; the year 2018 contained a plethora of moments covered in darkness and angst. It is relentlessly delivering failures and disappointments. The summit of difficulty; the success infrequent. Pushed by people to achieve their idea of a potential that holds no interest for me. The moments […]
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Hibernation
The day’s fatigue from the weight of our restless imaginations. We find out thoughts bathing in the sunset. Tonight is for sleeping beneath the warmth of dreams. The comfort of hopeful delight. No alarms to disrupt our future; the morning can wait, while we snooze.
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Descent
I used to bask in the morning light. Nuclear Winter clouds the sky. The temperature dips below the freezing line. My fear subsides with the fading sunlight. It is in the darkness where I feel inspired. The finality becomes my motivation. They will know my name.
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Rest in Peace
I did not sleep well. I dreamt of the unfamiliar. Darkness for hours. Silence into the morning. I miss seeing the sunrise.
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