With a somnambulant whisper…
she pondered the words.
The surreal soliloquy induced a phenomenon not felt in quite some time…
Captivating them in the prose
Monthly Archives: November 2015
Remember When
Remember when
we used to sit around the fire
trading and telling stories
all through the night
until the sun peered out
over the horizon?
Remember when
we talked about our ideas
and of our views on how things are
and of dreams we dared to seek
and of the limitless possibilities
out there awaiting us?
Remember, when
you are at your lowest
and things seem insurmountable
threatening to drag you down
and all hope seems out of reach…
I will always be there for you
Broken
Locking and leaning against the bathroom door
Sliding down in time with the streaming tears
Collapsing into a heap as the pain becomes too much
Feeling the need to tell someone
A silence takes over
Shame.
Fractured.
Violated.
Broken.
Life thrown into disarray
Tears forthcoming…
Will this ever stop?
How to cope?
Triggers and reactions cause a rift…
Alone.
Agony.
Alienated.
Moments, the NOW, and memories…
In a flash, the moments pass by…
The experiences we share…
Coming and going…
The NOW passes.
What is left are memories…
A way for us to categorize our experiences and hold on to the things we hold dear.
A way for us to remember who we are.
Pay attention… These moments shape us.