To the edge

They tried to break you

Using every means of torture at their disposal

To tear the ground out from under you

As you struggled for air

Struggled to breathe

Falling through the darkest space

No love to hold your soul here

Until you land in

Utter emptiness

Broken shards are all you feel

Piercing your heart

Holding the shards with bleeding hands

You seek your reflection

Abandoned to a wilderness

Seemingly impossible to fathom

Or understand

As suicidal pain takes you by the hand

Leading you to the edge of

Annihilation

And salvation

Here you meet your desolation

Until grief tears your heart open

To the possibility of

Redemption

Asking you to hold it all

All the pain that their wounded souls

Could not bear

To fully feel or understand

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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5 thoughts on “To the edge”

  1. I still don’t understand the depth of my soul…. the well seems bottomless,…. I’ve been a long way down….. but somehow I’ve grasped the rope and climb back to the top……. and light is a lot brighter up there……

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