
50 Shades of despair
Live hidden deep inside this fear
Obscuring their presence behind smoke screens
Of anxiety
There are the haunted memories of times
I knew no home
And only just began to glimpse
What my reactions hid from view
And how could I really understand
Until the vapours cleared
And I found myself kneeling deep in pools of tears
What absence it was that hounded me
Throughout these years
But now I know
There is no way to reclaim what was lost
And it is only acceptance of reality
That will set me free
From all of these illusions born of thwarted longing
Residing deep inside the heart of emptiness
And so as I take down the dreams
That I used to keep me airborne
I recognise my deepest work
Is not to fly high in misguided reverie
But to descend to ground
And make friends
With humility
I love how this mixes abstract feeling with imagery. You really do have such a fantastic way with words, especially here with parts about “misguided reverie” and “illusions born of thwarted longing”. x
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Aww so kind I am never sure if I miss the mark or hit it. So that means lots Caz… bless you once again beautiful lady β€
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You hit the mark and always ‘knock it out of the park’! π
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Lol π
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I can feel your heart in these words.
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That is beautiful Mary, its about my brother this poem. I am trying to learn to love him as he is with all he cannot give. Its been a big journey. Hugs β€
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