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Headstall's Reflections - 81. Chapter 81 Haiku Purging

Warning: Kind of Dark. Emotional and personal, but I'm okay. Letting stuff out is what "Reflection's" is for.

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Haiku Purging

 

 

Stuck at a crossroads

Trying to weigh my passion

Against frustration

 

Like fruit on a tree

Eventually

We plummet to earth

 

Infinity is

A word that does not apply

To my love of life

 

Childish ideals

Crushed by expectations

And reality

 

Flashes of lightning

Disrupting my vision

Makes me hold my breath

 

The weight we carry

Is often negligible

Until it isn’t

 

When friends let us down

We find out how strong we are

And how strong we aren’t

 

Pain’s like a mirror

We don’t want to look into

Exposing our flaws

 

Old anger or new

Can ignite coal to flames

Yet give us no warmth

 

Questioning serves not

For the world does not bother

With what we don’t know

 

Trapped in a circle

Like a fat rat on a wheel

Running for tidbits

 

Positivity

Is at best an illusion

Like smoke and mirrors

 

Poison is best purged

Before it chokes us to death

But the retching burns

 

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Thanks for reading.
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Getting the bottled up emotions out is wonderful therapy, and you're in an enviable position to do it--a farm in the middle of woods where you can go out , stand in the middle of a clearing and scream your lungs out.  If I did that I'd be hauled away to another sort of farm specializing in fruit, and we're not talking about that growing on trees....I don't feel like being wrapped up in a soft padded jacket and room with a lock on the outside and a little window in the door for someone to look in on me occasionally.
I'm on the verge at times, having gone out twice since February to doctor's appointments, and even if I could go out, there's nothing to do with restaurants and stores closed.  Can't even sit on the stupid porch because it's over 90 degrees out  and the heat index is often over 100.

Go out and have a good scream for me and let me know how it went, please!

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On 7/17/2020 at 12:35 PM, northie said:

Purging... hmm. I hope you feel better for it, Gary. Writing can be a good vehicle for getting stuff out of your system. The 'fat rat' made me smile. If it's a real crossroads, here's to you taking the right path. And 'positivity'. Yep, like every difficulty, set-back, defeat is a 'challenge', something to be relished.  :huh:

Look after yourself.  :hug:

Thanks, northie. :hug: 

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On 7/18/2020 at 12:46 AM, ColumbusGuy said:

Getting the bottled up emotions out is wonderful therapy, and you're in an enviable position to do it--a farm in the middle of woods where you can go out , stand in the middle of a clearing and scream your lungs out.  If I did that I'd be hauled away to another sort of farm specializing in fruit, and we're not talking about that growing on trees....I don't feel like being wrapped up in a soft padded jacket and room with a lock on the outside and a little window in the door for someone to look in on me occasionally.
I'm on the verge at times, having gone out twice since February to doctor's appointments, and even if I could go out, there's nothing to do with restaurants and stores closed.  Can't even sit on the stupid porch because it's over 90 degrees out  and the heat index is often over 100.

Go out and have a good scream for me and let me know how it went, please!

:hug:  :2thumbs:  🐈

Thank you, dear friend. :hug: 

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