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Headstall's Reflections - 30. Chapter 30 Prompt 1- Tanka- Darkness Falls

A return to a favored form... the Tanka. I was going to add a happy one, but it would have been a lie...

Headstall’s Reflections

 

 

Chapter 30 Darkness Falls

 

 

Have you retired

From a world that shames your soul

One you can’t look at

Without regret and remorse

Not so easy being God

 

 

Horror surrounds us

A world gone mad as we watch

Detachment abounds

And we bury heads in sand

Or live our lives on face book

 

 

Do we want too much

So much we’re never content

With just love and peace

Catered indulgence ruins us

For those who would give their love

 

 

I woke up with tears

Wetter than the rain outside

It’s storming inside

And my shelter is leaking

From the rips you left behind

 

 

I thought I was smart

That life had given me wisdom

Foolish man I am

To repeat my past mistakes

I have left myself no out

 

 

There is always hope

Or so it is often said

As a means to lend support

But I don’t want to be soothed

I’d rather let the pain thrive

 

 

Take take take take take

It comes natural to some

Loyalty? What’s that?

You will steal what you need to

Even if I'm on empty

 

 

Depression lives here

Eating me from the inside

Ignoring my pleas

We may be well acquainted

But I hate your fucking guts

A very tough night, but today is a new day. Thanks for giving me your time.
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On 10/28/2016 05:15 AM, bignick said:

All I can say is that you give as much as you get. Because that's who you are: a warrior with a broken sword, but still willing to fight. You, my friend, may feel beaten now, but you will never be defeated. That I know.

 

Now show us that shy smile that only you have. ;)

You did make me smile, Nick. Thank you! I'm all right... and there's nothing wrong with my sword :)

On 10/28/2016 05:27 AM, dughlas said:

Interesting uses of the form ... you've been writing mostly less than happy things here of late ... an observation not accusation ... the need to purge hurt and anger pours out of you in these words ... I fear that the cause has become malignant, growing rather than abating ... hope that soon you will be you again. Namaste my brother.

Thank you, dugh. Your observation is correct. I'm normally pretty balanced, but I've been feeling disillusioned for a while... pulled in many directions you might say. This all began in March... and there are ebbs and flows... putting thoughts to paper is one way I deal, but I have some work to do... much love and respect, my friend :hug:

On 10/28/2016 07:23 AM, pzetts3 said:

But I don’t want to be soothed

I’d rather let the pain thrive

...Gary those words are hard for so many to understand. But to some they speak louder than the rest of the poem.

The pain is our penance for crimes against ourselves... you're right... this was me being honest about where I'm at... thank you for understanding :hug:

On 10/28/2016 02:58 PM, Parker Owens said:

I can't like your hurt, but I admire your writing for its honesty, its searing clarity and simplicity. Writing about the pain can make it hurt less, but I grieve for your wounds, my brother. I offer you hugs, and kudos for your powerful writing.

Thanks, Parker. Your words are comforting. Sometimes I think I'm too honest with my poetry... but it does cleanse :hug:

On 10/28/2016 10:07 PM, LitLover said:

I loved Nick's analogy of the warrior. You may feel defeated at certain points in your life, but even in the relatively short time I've known you, you've regrouped and come back with a vengeance. Just don't forget. even warriors rely on their friends to have their back... :hug:

Thanks, Lit... yeah, I liked Nick's analogy too. I talked to my friend last night and today... and I have you guys... :hug::heart:

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