The phone never rings
and I don't care.
The mood swings confound me,
and I don't care.
My lunch crowd deserts me,
but I don't care.
Dark clouds surround me,
and I don't care,
Endless cycle of denial
to a cruel perceiving,
a lonely liar's words
become self deceiving.
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Hmm, this is sad. And, this is dangerous as well. Self-deceiving must be stopped!
ReplyDeleteMy words here are often a catharsis for my inner demons. Sad? maybe, Dangerous? perhaps, but I feel it takes a brave soul to expose those demons to effect a change. I challenge with the circular meaning that I do indeed care... very deeply and I'm willing to do the work necessary to find inner peace. Is that not hopeful? Thank you for caring Opaque!
ReplyDeleteIt is very hopeful! But, thosse were just my initial thoughts. That is some great self-realization.
ReplyDeleteThank you Opaque. There comes a time in the life of a "spiritual warrior" when you must rip through the fabric of your belief system and face your fears, as they are roadblocks to your personal happiness. That's all I'm trying to do here. I'm really not quite as dark as this site seems to get. My lighter sunny side can be found at:
ReplyDeletehttp://shutteringheights.blogspot.com/
Cheers!