Untitled (April 1, 2014)

written after a bout of depressive tears.

Steady stream

Of hopelessness falls

From my eyes.

 

Eroding away

My sense of self-worth

Like the last

Of Winter's snow.

 

Pooling

Into smaller puddles

Creating a sea of mini-lakes

Dotting the soulscape.

 

Should be excited

Over the warmer weather

Celebrating the end

Of a long bitter Winter.

 

But

I am not.

 

Burrowing

Even deeper

Like a rabbit

Digging it's warren

Into the thawing soil.

 

As part

Of my vain attempt

To bury myself

In total isolation

And failing.

 

As life keeps rearing

It's ugly head

Like an unwanted Dandelion

In my soulscape.

Author's Note

Originally written April 1, 2014.

Reviews

[BlackRose]

Feelings are expressed really well here. A fab piece anyone can relate to one way or another.

[therisa]

Thank you, BlackRose.

[Tina Louise UK]

You expressed this feeling so well hun...really good relatable piece x

[therisa]

Thank you, Tia.

[Emily B]

blue skies always bring tears, i find relief in the clouds :)

never fear, this, too, shall pass

[therisa]

Thank you, Emily. I hope so. Been travelling this road, far too long.