Hoping …
There are times when I find myself in the abyss of lonesome despair,
when all seems empty, when I feel like a husk of a man, when I no longer care.
When the walls close in, around me and around my heart,
when I feel desolate, always separate, and of nothing ever a sliver of a part.
These moments do pass, as all moments must, and yet the void takes far too much time to fill,
an oil tanker spewing poison, a empty cup of tea impossible to refill.
When emotions are dulled, and the purpose of life is mulled, in a haze of self-pity,
when I am sliced and diced by this festering city.
When nothing seems to matter anymore,
when I fall into the cravasess, shredding me to my very core.
These intensely personal feelings are not easy to share,
yet the solace I find in my scribbles, makes the vacuum a bit easier to bear.
So I scribble away, never seeking sympathy, pity, nor friendly hugs or words of solace, however well-meaning they are all,
for I know I shall have to be the one to pick myself up when on this road I fall.
And as I strain my eyes and in the distance a dim light beckons me,
I crawl towards it, my sight blurry, but knowing it is the flame of hope that I see.
My path ahead is littered with thorns, jagged stones and the seemingly impossible obstacles I have to pass,
yet I continue on, towards the light, on my knees bruised, bleeding, cut raw by stinging sharp glass.
I finally stand up, my legs numb, while I drag my wounded form towards the now bright flame of hope,
reaching out to me as I reach out to it, the arduous journey having been a slippery slow slope.
Finally I reach the soft grasses of all-enveloping peace,
breaking free from the shackles, exhausted, though joyous as from the straightjacket I finally find release.
I stand up, no longer scrambling on my knees, seeking respite in the soothing coolness of nature’s breeze,
to feel whole again, under the canopy of the generous, green trees.
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thank you very much as always my friend ✌
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That was wonderful – so much emotion in every word
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thank you very much, dear friend … much appreciated for your generous words and inspiring words …
Peace and Equality and Love and Respect and Justice for All ✌ ✊ 👍
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Thank you 🌷
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all thanks to you, friend 🌻
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Hope and peace 🕊
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to you too, dear friend ✌ 🌼
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