Sitting here alone,
I wonder where I’ll go.
I’m forever lost.
I don’t know
What I’m suppose to do.
I chose this.
My dark path
Will take me far into
Darkness, always alone.
Black space envelops
And yet I feel safe
Here, without distractions.
I thought wrong.
I wasn’t always alone here.
You where there.
You were with
Me, holding my shaking hand
Giving me hope.
My loving Lord.
My eternal Friend, within and
Without my heart.
Written for today’s NaPoWriMo post (http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-four-2/) but also for FreeWriteFriday (http://kellieelmore.com/2014/04/04/fwf-free-write-friday/) which is a prompt that is dear to my heart.
Yesterday afternoon was very trying and though for a moment I felt alone, I knew in my heart that I was simply being carried.
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Beautiful poem! Sometimes it’s hard to realize how blessed we are unless things start to break. Have a nice weekend!
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Yes, hard times certainly help us to appreciate the good. And thank you, I hope that you have a lovely weekend as well!
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Can be likened to being out on the foreshore walking alone, the tide, and waves roll in as the escaping sand and riptide try to take us out to sea. then the tide swings, changes in good favour, as balance takes the tide out, we become free to walk our beaches, the shoreline to our stories once more. Where I found your poem taking me in thought, imagination while reading the word, and lines, thank you.
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I’m glad that you enjoyed it.
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I remember feeling this exact same way three years ago. Beautifully written!
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Thank you.
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I enjoyed this poem, I love that it ends on a positive note!
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Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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