Imprisoned

Imprisoned

Trapped in a prison
of memory 
Alone with
a heart destroyed
Watching hopes
and dreams go
around and round
like a circle
in a spiral 
spinning
downwards
out of control
Impossible
to save them
No desire to
try anymore
Accepting of
the cruel fate that
robbed me of you
Leaving me with
thoughts of what
might have been




Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Grace is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets tonight 
Bush Boy is hosting today's RDP prompt “Like a circle in a spiral”

  19 comments for “Imprisoned

  1. May 28, 2020 at 9:02 pm

    Very sad scenario indeed. Lost dreams are hard to recover!

    • Christine Bolton
      May 28, 2020 at 11:23 pm

      Yes! Thanks Dwight ☺️

  2. May 28, 2020 at 10:56 pm

    A touching poem Christine

    • Christine Bolton
      May 28, 2020 at 11:24 pm

      Thanks Sadje 💕🙂

      • May 29, 2020 at 12:28 am

        You’re always welcome

  3. May 28, 2020 at 11:00 pm

    Quite heartfelt Christine 🙂

    • Christine Bolton
      May 28, 2020 at 11:24 pm

      Thank you!

  4. May 28, 2020 at 11:18 pm

    It’s very difficult to jump out of that rut and very easy to fall back into it 🙁

    • Christine Bolton
      May 28, 2020 at 11:26 pm

      Yes we’ve all been there I’m sure Lisa 😢💕

  5. May 29, 2020 at 2:56 am

    We shouldn’t give up on our dreams, because when they are lost it becomes very hard to recover. You struck a chord.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 29, 2020 at 10:54 am

      Thank you my friend. The way we have to look at it is there are always more dreams. Sometimes we feel all is lost – forever, but it isn’t. We are resilient and we can come back from the disappointment and pain 😢💕

  6. May 29, 2020 at 4:45 am

    Your poem reminds me of my mother and the dementia that took her from me. Made me cry, Christine.:)

    • Christine Bolton
      May 29, 2020 at 10:52 am

      Oh my gosh Kim I’m so sorry. What s horrible disease for all concerned. I’ve been learning a lot about it lately and I feel so much empathy for the patient and the family. Such a difficult condition to manage 😢

  7. May 29, 2020 at 9:59 am

    I like the description of memory as a prison.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 29, 2020 at 10:49 am

      Sometimes it feels that way when it’s all that is left

  8. May 29, 2020 at 2:41 pm

    It’s a great poem that really captures the cyclical nature of grief and loss

    • Christine Bolton
      May 30, 2020 at 10:08 am

      Thank you. Yes it’s a process ☺️

  9. May 29, 2020 at 4:41 pm

    Sometimes memories can be like a prison… I hope there is a door somewhere for you to find sunshine again.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 30, 2020 at 10:07 am

      There’s always a door for everyone to get through. Sometimes they just need help believing it and then finding it. Thanks Bjorn 😊

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