Saturday, March 23, 2013

Rock Bottom

 The well is deep, and beneath the murky water at the bottom lies the secret place where fear and sorrow hide. The reflection mirrored on the dark surface reminds you of the times your soul sank beneath the cloudy depths to rock bottom. This is the place that haunts your dreams; a world of seamless shadows tearing at the fabric you've carefully woven to mask what sleeps inside you. Many people have tried to fix you, but no one can throw you a rope and pull you out of the hollow darkness.
 Look closely at these eyes, the curve of the iris where it meets the black onyx pupil, and you will recognize the uneven path that once led to sorrow.; a defining moment that shapes who I have become. Years of tangled emotions that fell like bitter rain from these eyes, threatening to pull me under. The bite of a blade against pale wrists---the first bead of blood, a coward's way out.
 And yet, in all the darkness there is a light shaped from hope. My hands cupped the water and felt the coolness against my skin. The sun, glittering like a thousand stars against shards of glass, brought life. Listen closely, and you'll hear the song that heals the wounded soul.
 There is so much more to live for.

17 comments:

  1. I think this is an awesome piece of poetry. (Not that I am a judge of great poetry) but it tells a story I can relate to. There is always a light at the end of the tunnel. The photos aren't so bad either... Nicely done!!!

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    1. I'm glad you like it. More where this came from---hope you'll come back for it!

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  2. Great poetry, great photographs, great blog and 2 wonderful people! Well done and I love it!

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    1. I am SO GLAD you liked it, Lanthie! Hope I see you here again---we plan on featuring a lot more poetry meshed with beautiful photography--nice to know we have wonderful supporters like you!

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  3. I think the collaboration is pretty awesome, too!

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    1. Thanks!!! We like to think so too. We'll just keep getting better. You just keep coming back.

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  4. I really enjoyed this poem, and have great experience in hitting rock bottom quite a lot actually. I know what the dirty murky waters feel like and how it's a hard slog to swim back up to take a breath of fresh air. I shall be back to read some more later.

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    1. As long as you can make it to the top to the fresh air instead of sinking...that's what counts, my friend. Glad to have you here and look forward to seeing you again!

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  5. Beautiful poem, I really enjoyed reading it.

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    1. Thank you and I hope you will be back for more!

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  6. Hoping to see more from you. I like the idea of collaborative posts. Keep it up!

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    1. As do we! Lots of great ideas coming up in the future--hope to see you back here again!

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  7. Interesting to see where this blog goes. Powerful start! Though if you don't mind one opinion here, I find the white on black in this particular type face very distracting; hard to read.

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  8. We not only don't mind your opinion, we appreciate it. Thank-you for sharing it. I agree that font was a bit hard to read. I'm sure as we get things further underway things will change with the appearance here from time to time. Please feel free to share your thoughts anytime.

    I'm so glad you enjoyed our first post. I hope you will keep coming back for more. Have a great day!

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  9. Thank goodness for hope. That's what this poem leaves me with.

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    1. We have to have hope--it's really the only thing left to hang onto when you are at rock bottom. But I'll tell you what really helps--having someone care enough to throw you a rope and help pull you out. That's what love is all about.

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  10. There is so much more to live for... sometimes it is so hard to see... I hold onto the fact that I have got through each painful trial and not just survived but thrived... I often wonder if I will survive my greatest trial... I hope so...

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