*I can’t believe I thought for one moment that I could successfully use this prompt, and I’m not sure how I even came up with this prompt in the first place. But when you’re conspiring with a twelve year old, anything can happen. 😉 I’m determined to keep my writing streak all month though. So please just shake your head and be on your way. I’ll try to do better tomorrow.
I’ve been trying inside to heal Trying less and less to feel Having the sudden notion To shut down every emotion Slipping farther n farther away Into the great and vast array Sitting pretty, proud, and poised Blocking out the senseless noise Giving up the pointless need To let others see me bleed My pen and paper are enough No need for feelings on my cuff This world needn’t know Where all my sorrows go With nobody standing in my way I’ll stand tall for another day Lips pursed and fists held tight They’ll never know my inner fight
Love can make a person crazy. One moment we can be flying high as a kite in bliss-filled folly, and the next, be stuck knee-deep in the fast forming muck of dolor. Mostly makes me wonder, is there ever an end? Even though I already suspect I know the answer, I’ve still never figured out how to live with the tragedies of love. I just continue to remain tangled up in all the delights and despairs, entertaining the knock of love whenever it happens to find me. Seems like I would’ve learned my lesson by now, but I guess that just shows the true value of love. It’s worth more than any cost we could ever bear. So we open our arms to it, time and time again, hoping that someday happiness will come along instead of dismay.
I stepped away, left the beaten path, and traversed my own way to find my way. It wasn’t easy, and I’m still not quite there, but the decision to take a different course has enabled me to leave behind everyone and everything that was steering me towards that dreadful rocky road, the one we all sometimes face. It was lucky for me that somehow in my heart, I knew I was going nowhere. I remember peril, urging me on from that tempting horizon, and it was so hard to say no. But now, after walking away from where troubled waters sloshed at my feet, I see peace, at last, urging me on, guiding me towards the finish line. Of course, now It’s up to me to regain my bearings and finally go after what I’ve been seeking all along. And if I can do all that, I might just have done all that I was meant to do.