Circling

Where did all

my words go?

They use to

flow

so easily

from my pen,

filling up the

lonely

white pages

with the stories

of my life.

I still feel

the emotions,

and I know

the facts,

I see all

the pictures

in my mind.

These memories

are encased

in self doubt,

and I am

confused

at my loss of

perspective.

My world lay

scattered around,

I turn in circles

searching

for the moment

when the

unravelling

of my soul

began.

I want to

tidy up,

bring back

order.

The tightness

in my chest

eases just

a little,

I take a

deep breath,

diving back

in to retrieve

my heart.

I spot the

frayed endings,

the moment

in my life

when sickness

took hold

and changed

my karma

forever.

I twist the

torn endings

together.

I decide it's

not all that

defines me.

The words that

are so important

to me

just need to find

a new route

to the surface.

The pages wait

and my

excitement

builds.

Jupiterjane

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  • beautiful as usual - thanks xx

  • deja vu!!!

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