Not all hope is lost,
But it will run out when my energy does.
…
It’s holding for now,
But it won’t forever.
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Not all hope is lost,
But it will run out when my energy does.
…
It’s holding for now,
But it won’t forever.
Silence pervasive:
Battlefield spread before me
Sunrise glints sharply
Something is different now.
The whispering voice isn’t quite the same.
One day I may be just so tired of these return trips
I’ll just be done with it…
Right now it’s just a distant memory
As if long gone, but I know better
So now is the time to arm myself
Choose the weapons, don the armour
Smiling all the while, enjoying this time…
How do others find the courage?
If I can’t get better, maybe I’d rather reach that level where I can finally act rather than remain in limbo.
When a violent surge of paradoxical apathy
Finally withdraws in shame or exhaustion
As a villain thwarted or a lover spent
I would weep in this relief
If I only could
September 28, 2024
It prowls and paces on the periphery
Of the barrier I erected.
Growls are rumbling from its throat
as it flicks its barbed tail in irritation.
I face the monster in my cedar forest again, but something is different today…
This “Balrog” certainly has it’s own agenda — it has only one direction it wants me to take.