Word of the Day Challenge #53-Untitled Poem

Languid loneliness
stretching rays of sadness
crossing bleak landscape
shrouded with shadows
stumbling
numbed existence
will this ever end?
or am I to wander
aimlessly
fruitlessly
crossroad decisions
made in a thrice?
Beguiling mists of forgetfulness
maze of deceit
wandering befuddled
a wasteland
pockmarked visage
dangerous
take not my eyes from the truth.
Mirage built from sand
time malleable in the wilds
winds wicking away thoughts
before a chance is had to anchor.
Listless
deadened eyes scan the horizon
incapacitated
cut off from the emotions of my mind.
I become lost
tangled in the ribbons of weave
hung
center stage
for all to focus on.
Sadness
a midnight cloak
face inward
face outward
play time is here
come on
smile my dear.
©August 29/19
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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