no time to find solitude
there is no time to be alone
the noise overwhelms me there is no quiet
the peace i long for is gone
thoughts overtake my mind
i can’t reflect on my plight
i need to meditate
I need to clear my head
i need to think
help me
when you see me
who do you see ?
what do you see ?
do you judge me ?
do you make comment ?
do you snicker ?
do you have pity ?
do you care ?
do you think you see the real me ?
do you remember ….
things are not always what they appear
if only i hadn’t made the same mistake twice
most people say they learn the first time
but no
not me
not only did i do it the first time
i thought i’d try it a second time too
of course i thought it was so different the second time
thought that of course this was IT
this was going to be THE ONE
ha
who was i kidding
it was just me playing around with myself
trying to fool myself into believing this was what i really wanted
that this was the road i wanted to take
ha
the crash as i came back down to earth was probably heard for miles
but
they say things happen for a reason
and this i believe
not only for the first time
but for the second time too
and things grew stronger
things grew better
i grew stronger
but in my head
i still say
if only ……..
from the Matinee Muse prompts
not the type that float around in white sheets wailing whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo
not the type that open cupboards doors and hide things to annoy you
not the type that hang around in cemetarys rattling bones
but
the ones that linger in your memories
popping up when you least expect it
invading your thoughts
when you think you are free
they come back
and they scare you
more than any rattling of bones
my first sunday scribblings for months
there was nothing left
he could not see a way out
his eyes were misted by tears
the blade sharp
the note written
the feelings that he could not express
poured onto the sheets of paper
splattered with blood
he cried
as he made the final cut
again from matinee muse … i didn’t actually read the prompts correctly – but i still enjoyed writing it
there was no warning
she closed her eyes as normal
but once she was asleep
the dark night overtook her
her dreams took her places she didn’t want to go
places she didn’t know existed
places that scared her
she was enveloped with fear
she awoke gasping
but
remembered nothing
a play on the “Dark Knight” prompt at matinee muse premiere prompts
i wrote so much last year – but had to take down the blog when my online stalker found me
hopefully the new address and new identity will make me safe online and what perfect timing when i hear about a new prompt site …. matinee muse
so enjoy the ride with me as i explore words yet again
