Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Blinded...

 
 
Lost,
deep and so alone,
within the recesses of my mind.
 
An arid desert sandstorm,
miniscule particles,
 swirling unto a whole.
 
Blasting away the vestiges,
nightmares among the smoke,
the blood runs thick.
 
How I long,
 for insomnia,
my old friend.
 
The dark pit looms,
I shall close my eyes,
refuse to see.
 
Visages and vignettes,
too gruesome to believe,
no one can survive.
 
Blinded by the sand,
I can not go on,
transformation begins.
 
I reach for salvation,
among the pain,
I shall emerge victorious.
 
 
 
 

18 comments:

  1. Beautiful poem. I am sad you are in pain. Hug.

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    1. Thanks joey, life just gets tough sometimes :)

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  2. How beautiful yet very sad. Hugs!

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  3. Hauntingly beautiful..hugs.
    abby

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  4. sending love and light and a circle of friends...

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    1. Oh Terps, thanks for maiking me smile :)

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    1. Thanks, I just need some time to adjust to the changes.

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  6. The poem is beautiful, but I hope you feel better.

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  7. Beautiful and sad. Hang in there girl

    Dee x

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    1. I'm trying, getting harder every day, but I'm trying.

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  8. so sad...but sand, swirling, can polish and cleanse, too.

    Wishing just that for you.

    nilla

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    1. Yeah, it does, hurts like hell though.

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  9. I'm sorry you're struggling faerie!

    Hugs, Sara

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  10. I wanted to let you know that I nominated you for a Very Inspiring Blogger Award on my blog! Go there to find the rules for it!

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