is no light
sodden black
envelopes
smothers air
wanting end
surrender
sinking
will not end.
it's will will not win!
refuse the depths
claw, pull, climb upward
screaming, cursing, sweating
rage against this death!
rage against this dark!
implore, nay... demand
be gone!
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8 comments:
You've done it again. There is a tremendous amount of emotion in this piece, yet no words were wasted. Your style is getting stronger...so are you.
Nice Work Jean!
Thank you, Mick... this was one that just flowed, subconscious-like. Felt like it was in control of me... weird.
We have to remember as you state that we can 'demand' it begone, as we look toward the light.
We have that right and privelege.
Wayne Dyer says, "when you believe it, you'll see it."
that is really good.
I need to go away...for a while.
Those words were utterly loaded with portent, m'dear. So I am not at all surprised to hear what you were struggling with.
Don't go away, please.
Jack - life gets that way sometimes, eh?
Larry - yes, indeed... I regained control of so much recently... it feels good again.
Loria - thank you, dear... hope you and BBW are well.
D. C. - thank you for being here. you were one of the first to 'find' me here and I will always appreciate that. Your request here brings tears to my eyes. I want to stay.
Ms Jean....you continue to be fearless......honest....raw and unblinking......you return bruised, but victorious......proud to call you friend
Beansgal - proud to claim you too. thanks for being here.
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