Monday, March 1, 2010

Dark

 

Subdued cries of My frustrated mind
Echo beneath the layers of indiscretion
I have been neglecting
Ignoring
Depleting
Myself, my health, my life

Heaped under the carpet where I swept it
Stress festers, untended, growing
Into something I can't name
Can't claim
Can't tame

Exerted, my mind wanders alone
Into familiar but unsympathetic territory
Unarmed
Uncharmed
Unprepared
For the wholeness of the dark

4 comments:

  1. wow I really do love your poetry. keep posting please!

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  2. Wow! So creative! I suppose writing is a stress reliever...hope your feeling better soon! Take care of you!!

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  3. Beautiful poetry. I hope you are okay. Thinking of you.

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