Forks

24/abr/2008 at 19:48
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Forks

The turmoil of indecision screams within

my bleeding mind

Her banshee cry berates my ambivalence

between feeling and logic

I twist and struggle among leeches that

suck sanity from my soul

And the bitter scent of defeat wafts up

to my face

Stretching gaunt, rotting fingers that

grasp bits of brain and memories

I cannot think, and I inhale the putrid

smell of unanswered prayers

I cannot see the path I should traverse

The troll-strewn walk of ghouls and time

Forks in three:

Grime and naught fade off my

left

Song and thought float at my

right

And straight ahead of my straining

eyes, as my heavy head lifts

Slowly…

The road to bliss, my heart’s desire:

Simple certainty.

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A little dark, but sound and very beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

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Wonderful!!!! Thanks for sharing.

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Dark but with light at the end of the tunnel! Wonderfully written, Nefilinda :)

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Yes, I wrote this during a time when I was confused and hurting...hence the darkness. Thank you for your comment!

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Thank you for your comment, Tammie! I appreciate the feedback. :)

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Yes, dark...but that light is very key. :) It's what keeps us all moving forward, no? When we can see that light....thank you for your comment! :)

You're welcome!!!

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