
Sometimes I like to wish
Darkness did not exist
When the knife twists
And I see evidence of how
Human beings hurt each other
And of the scars they leave
Or the inner kinks
There really are no ways to straighten
Or fix
Sometimes I like to think it all has a purpose
That there is redemption that can occur
When really sometimes the harder truth is
More painful
More frightening
More heartbreaking
Lately I am losing my sense of order
And seeing how hard I tried
To put the broken pieces back together
When really the whole sorry mess
Was completely shattered
So very far beyond repair
And so it is these days and nights
I would rather rest here
At peace within the late evening quiet
Seeking my resolution in the darkness
For I am growing tired of the ways of men
For sometimes lately a
All my soul longs for
Is the sleep of
Oblivion
I relate to what you’ve shared here. These feelings make sense to me. I hold to hope, that letting go of dreams that need letting go of, will make space to pick up the joys from the past and move forward with new dreams. The dreams I was born with. The dreams I let go of and forgot existed because I thought I had to to survive or be loved and accepted.
But I feel those dreams have been seeking me my whole life, calling to me, and finally I feel I’m starting to hear them and listen.
Thinking of you and your beautiful self. Take care of her, she deserves it ❤️🌸
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This comment ifcyour really made me cry. Yoy have such a penetrative insight and share your understandings in such a heartfelt and articulate way. You unlocked a door in my heart and gave a deeper meaning to this. Thank you…so much. 💙🦋
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❤️🌸
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