Friday, September 11, 2015

Once I was a Lonely Girl





Once I was a lonely girl, I did not belong, to nothing, to no-one,
who prayed for a stillness she couldn’t capture, and she prayed for silence! Silence! from the unending influx of pictures that streamed through her consciousness unbidden, a piercing hell of clamouring voices, one louder than the next, vying for her attention when all she wanted was to disappear into oblivion, into a thick mist, frozen by the eerie silence that holds you on an early weekday morning, and all you can see are the imagined outlines of what should be beyond the blinding, radiant white, whilst another traces whispers of ‘you are truly alone in the world your imagination created…’ on your skin…  
……it’s easier to embrace the flames. Bound through space, feel the thrill of agility and speed, feed your darkness, revel in the prohibited realms where you can express your self unhindered by judgement, fore when your star explodes, you are scattered into the fibre of aLL, you breathe to others what they need to see, and it is there, exactly there, where I am meant to be.




8 comments:

  1. I have seen you, like a gold glitter waterfall from a azure sky, streaming down onto me, as I lay on my Mother's grave, sobbing, then peaceful silence.

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  2. I am a temptress!?? I wasn't aware... Heehee! I didn't know you were half the world away! Be blessed my friend!
    Your words as always spoke to my soul!

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  3. I feel so connected with this poem, same feeling my best is having and I can do nothing to make him comfortable.

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  4. We are always alone in the world created by our mind. Only distracted by the joy or pain we get when we encounter other people with a different story. No two stories are the same. Love or destruction every persons choice.

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  5. I don't want life to be a fantasy because then my fantasies would be worthless. Does that make sense?

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  6. This one strikes me as mystical, Shadow, multi-dimensional. Just beautiful, as always.

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  7. We live in two worlds, the one created by our mind and the other, stark reality. I know which I prefer!
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  8. Right on Shadow--why live entirely within when it is so easy to insert a fuse and explode by embracing the fire--good God, hit me with more shrapnel of you!

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