Friday, January 26, 2018

Words




picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/375909900128196709/


What is the point of one if there are ten to be had,
what’s the point of a gentle slide if I can blast into oblivion,
escape into a welcome void of isolation,
away from the waves of hopeless wo(a)ndering
slamming me with a force designed to eradicate my sanity,
destroy my dreams and taint the sunrise red with my blood,
words, what are words but a series of sounds
stringed together to form the noose you tie around your neck.






7 comments:

  1. ... me think me know those hands, friend Shadow ... sans the wedding ring ... anyway ... Love always, cat.

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  2. Wow, very strong here. I particularly love those last two lines.

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  3. Well...here are some words for you to read & enjoy 'cause they come from my heart...your thoughts on this subject are so life-like true! Words can harm the soul, the ego, or SOOTHE in so many ways.

    Loved this today. Of course, you always paint a picture with your talent in forming words of wisdom for us to contemplate!

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  4. Wow, Shadow! Every piece you write is powerful!

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