Have you ever just wanted
To scream out loud?
To shake your fist
Shove your way through the crowd?
Have you ever wanted
To be all alone?
Not completely surrounded
Packed up all at home?
Have you ever wanted
Time just to yourself?
Without having someone ask
For that thing next to you, on the shelf.
But then how would you know
What to do with yourself
If all of your time
Was spent solely on yourself
How would you know
Just how much they love you
If they didn’t immediately come
In and squeeze you to goo
When you find the need to shout
It usually means you want to be heard
No shoved quickly aside
Ignored as just another in the herd.
Sometimes we need to be alone
That is true of all
But just as known
Is that we want others to catch us when we fall
I have recently (if you haven’t noticed) started looking back through some of the older Dungeon Prompts. I enjoy going back and writing them over again as well as re-reading some that I or others have written in the past. Sometimes it’s what you need to help yourself feel a little better (like this helped me when I was feeling just a little bit frustrated, okay, a lot). Sometimes they just make you laugh, because you needed something a little silly instead (though this one wasn’t silly…)
The point is, the Dungeon Prompts, for all that I thought at the time, aren’t one-time things. They are the kind of thing that you can go back and re-visit, just like friend, because that’s what they are. They’re to help us ‘dig deep into our souls’ and really, we want to be friends with ourselves, because when we’re not that’s just not a good place to be.
But sometimes it’s a place that we need to be in order to work things out. Sometimes you won’t like yourself and that was what you needed to realize that there were things you needed to work out. It doesn’t mean that you won’t ever like yourself again, because you will. If you want it enough, you will work through what’s caught you in the mud pit and you’ll get out again.
Doesn’t mean it won’t be hard work, because life is hard work no matter who you are or where you are. It’s just different for each person.
That doesn’t mean that it has to be a continuous thing to work through. There will be times and places and people that will give you a moment to collect yourself, to rest, before you have to get up and start going again.
This poem and little rant were brought to you by the Dungeon Prompt: Seeking Refuge.