2 posts
  • yoyoshatalkswalksnrocks_ 19w

    It scares me.
    The feeling of emptiness does.
    It loves me.
    The feeling of sadness does.

    The lights are now dimming
    From the day the lad was born.
    The lights are truly of the lad
    For the lad is dimming alike.

    It feels fake and dimwit
    The exciting urge to grow up as a child
    It feels regretful
    The saddening urge to grow down into a child.

    My lights are dimming
    And I have no choice.
    I want choices to let my lad decide
    To choose the light with the wisest light.

    #ofsadness #wod #dimming #lights @miraquill @writersnetwork

    Read More

    Dimming Lights


  • mmbftd 169w


    Socked in again
    But this isn't fog
    I know, you know
    That something much more
    Created this sky
    I keep looking
    For that orange-yellow fire
    That signified life to me
    Gave me youthful energy
    But it's hidden
    Behind this blue to white sky
    They drop it low
    On our lives
    As we start to hideaway
    Collect in small groups
    And hold to each other
    Sharing memories
    That are morphing now
    Mandela may just be alive
    Nothing is certain
    There is nothing sturdy
    To lean our brains on
    Nothing to give us strength
    To face this
    We collect
    Like bubbles on water
    Desperate for community
    But we've been splattered
    Turned against each other
    And shame
    Runs our dreams turned night terrors
    No one's sleeping good anymore
    That sharp silver screech
    Of tinnitus
    Running in our heads
    Something has gotten out can't erase it now
    Like a parasite
    It feasts
    On what we are becoming
    And I would give anything
    To return
    To blue skies
    And hot fire sun
    To simple meals around an old scratched oak dinner table
    Running outside
    Barefoot in the grass
    With friends who felt like family
    But those days are gone
    How long since any of us laughed with each other?
    Too long
    How long since you fell in love?
    Too long
    I need my history
    To stay intact
    But we are socked in
    And this isn't fog
    It's intentional
    Dimming and dumbing
    Of our true lights
    Potential can't easily take flight
    When we've all become
    Socked in
    This isn't fog.