Showing posts with label invisible. Show all posts
Showing posts with label invisible. Show all posts

Monday, June 28, 2021

Invisible/Poetry

 




Alone in the darkness of the mind’s chaos-
drifting, sinking, struggling
against the weight of it

I weep, longing for words of comfort,
to share the awful truth
of the horror and pain

No one seeks the details of such a path,
this solitary walk into
the abyss of fear

To be on the other side is enough I am told
Just forget, move on to
the new unknown

I long to speak of it, the monster that hides
inside my soul in wait,
so thirsty, hungry

I think if I call its name, shining light
upon its twisted face
it might be appeased

Fluid, this dark cloak that envelops me,
tempting me to give up,
finding solace below

Yet I keep swimming, gasping for air
when I forget to breathe-
forget myself

Where is that self I knew so well mere
months ago, before 
the world exploded?

People pat, people pray, people say
the magic words to
make it alright

It isn’t alright when my gut is full
of poisonous truth,
buried memories

No skeletons hiding in my closet,
for they lie buried-
ashes to ashes

Why did they all leave so soon, 
without a goodbye,
leaving me to cry

this ocean of emotion and sorrow,
hoping that tomorrow
the forgetting comes.

CKP copyright 2021








Monday, May 17, 2021

Dangling/#Poetry/#photography

 


From a distance,

things seem simple,

normal,

alright.




Yet a closer look

shows a glimmer,

a spark,

a light




Was it always there?

glistening bright,

waiting

hanging,




My heart shed a tear,

a reflection-

my life,

dangling...


Cheryl KP copyright
Words and images 
2021




Thursday, May 6, 2021

Lost/Poetry

 


Lost

Undetected, disconnected..

 ejected,

 dejected..

Rejected? 

The mind knows not the difference

as heart projects such inference-

the weight, so great

and suffocating.

Numbed by free falling,

sudden impact stalling

fear and pain

again

and

again. 

Not alone yet lonely

am I now the only

one who waits for 

finality?

Does anyone see

me?

Can they hear my silent weeping, 

know the vigil I am keeping

lying in wait,

trying to placate

the cruel hand of time,

playing hide and seek

with self doubt,

slipping in and out

of despair-

I need air! 

Lift me up!

Soar beyond the cruel reality

of the World’s limited totality

that I may touch the fiery stars

and be consumed in golden 

reverie.

Then, at last, would they see...

me? 


Cheryl KP Copyright 2021