Lost in a canyon

DreamOfAngels

Lost.... and so alone
She never expected these days
yet she's traveled this way for years
The anger, pain, shame, guilt, regret, sorrow
everyday, a deeper and more severe blow
unrelenting tears carving branches for new rivers
water rushing underground
forming unnavigable canyons
everytime she blinks..another dead-end
salt-water kisses her cheeks
she cannot forgive herself...
forgive herself for living
missing for so long, lost, unattended
she's missing...
gone so long - the decline unwitnessed
endless counts of suffering
staring with empty eyes
just the way she wants it
to disappear
without
pain

PilateOfTheStorm

wow, this is .. raw and intense
it's great, full of emotion and the imagery is striking

DreamOfAngels

Thanks for the kind words. i start typing as words come to mind. unedited. no structure or form. simply words rushing through my head. I record the ones I can catch as the are rushing about. Makes me mad sometimes that they fly way too fast before I can record them. God help us all if I could record the words that soar by too fast.I might just frighten someone.

PilateOfTheStorm

DreamOfAngels wrote:

Thanks for the kind words. i start typing as words come to mind. unedited. no structure or form. simply words rushing through my head. I record the ones I can catch as the are rushing about. Makes me mad sometimes that they fly way too fast before I can record them. God help us all if I could record the words that soar by too fast.I might just frighten someone.

It's great!
I know how you feel - I get so many ideas rushing through my mind, replaying and speaking out loud to me.Alas when I sit down to write, the majority of them disappear, hide or escape. Lost into the world, to live their own lives.

but this is beautiful, pretty awesome for just sitting down and letting it flow

mysticweed

PilateOfTheStorm wrote:

DreamOfAngels wrote:

Thanks for the kind words. i start typing as words come to mind. unedited. no structure or form. simply words rushing through my head. I record the ones I can catch as the are rushing about. Makes me mad sometimes that they fly way too fast before I can record them. God help us all if I could record the words that soar by too fast.I might just frighten someone.

It's great!
I know how you feel - I get so many ideas rushing through my mind, replaying and speaking out loud to me.Alas when I sit down to write, the majority of them disappear, hide or escape. Lost into the world, to live their own lives.

but this is beautiful, pretty awesome for just sitting down and letting it flow

yes, it is awesome, striking, and intense
just sitting, typing, and letting it flow?
actually makes me a little envious
takes me for fucking ever to write something

DreamOfAngels

So I'm going through counseling, LCSW, which is a good thing... I read her this poem yesterday and had to stop multiple times because I kept getting choked up. She didn't really comment on the poem itself as good/bad but did comment on how well it allowed me to describe the depth of my pain and that it was clear how deep it was... I must have an amazing poker face most of the time if people have no clue what brews within...