Tag: Pain

Demoralized

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Demoralized

Like a flower kept from the sun
Or an animal trapped in a cage
Her growth was stunted
No longer remembering
how she got to this place
Her razor edge, now blunted
 
Isolated from those who cared most
Living in the well of loneliness
Slowly and surely marginalized
Her passion for excitement lost
Becoming redundant in life
Existing but completely demoralized
 
 
 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompt:
The Well of Loneliness - Go Dog Go Cafe
Christine's Writing Prompt by Radclyffe Hall

Image by engin akyurt from Pixabay

After the Love Has Gone

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After the Love Has Gone

After the love has gone
and the hierarchy shifts
There is always a winner
and of course, a loser
and the taking back of gifts
 
Who will be my advocate
in this frazzled, ugly mess
Serenity long gone
just hurt and anger remain
and you couldn’t care less

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Hierarchy - WotD

Serene - RDP

Advocate - FOWC

Extinction

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Extinction

Here I feel safe
in the tranquil coolness
of the rocks
Unseen
by the outside world
A place where I can
heal, away from the 
madness that is you
 
Ordering me, bullying,
complaining until
my mouth works
silently
Logic suppressed
while you rant,
threaten
and intimidate
 
When did I become
the scared rabbit
fleeing from the predator
who wants to annihilate?
Who will not be happy
until my extinction
is complete


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's
Write/Photo Challenge - Within

Fallen Star

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Fallen Star

Through my
thinly-veiled
fear
I watch as
my star fell
to the earth
and I saw
our love
lay dying
in the dirt
 
There it stood
in relief
proud of the soil
where you
would pick it up
and then
cast it aside
hurting me 
as only you could
 
You, my prince
who promised
me the world
Now destroying
my happiness
Banishing me
to the wilderness
as if I never existed
How little I knew 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
 
Go Gog Go Cafe - The Little Prince
Go Dog  Cafe - Promote yourself Monday

Photo by Averie Woodard, Unsplash

The Darkening

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The Darkening

Without warning
winter descended on her heart
There was no autumn
No preparation
Just the instant freeze
shocking her from the warmth
of summer sun
 
He had arrived
selling her his snake oil
and charms
Light filtered into
her gloom, reviving her
taking her from
the darkness
 
Like new birth in spring
she had come alive
once more
Everything had meaning
and she smiled again
His gift was now hers
to share with all
 
Yet in just one
stolen heartbeat
he had left without a trace
She was alone again
Sadness darkening her sunlight
Once more
A never-ending story

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Christine's Daily Writing Prompt
at Go Dog Go Cafe - Never-ending story

Leaving

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Leaving

I know you are leaving me
and I start to lose control
You are walking away
with my heart and my soul
 
Not a moment’s hesitation
before you open that door
I am already your history
as I slump to the floor
 
You take all that I have
And then some more
I am an empty vessel
with nothing left to pour
 
How does it feel
to have this much power?
This, my question to you
Received a deadly glower
 
There is hatred in your eyes
and I can see my reflection
A shadow of my former self
I will be your last abjection
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompt
Hesitate

Deep Decline

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Deep Decline

Who are you today?
Is it Jekyll or Hyde?
Good cop or bad cop?
This game I cannot bide
Each day a crap shoot
Already out on the ledge
No lucky in this dip
I’m teetering on the edge
 
Ephemeral happiness
lasting just two days
Then it was back fighting
and your ugly ways
A referee needed
our similarities forgotten
Too busy with anger
to see it’s turned rotten
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Referee -FOWC
Similar - WotD
Ephemeral - RDP

Image by Anastacia Cooper from Pixabay

Green

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Green

Breathe in, breathe out
you’ll be okay
Keep walking forward
 
There is not much to say
It couldn’t have been
any more awkward
 
Yes, I am young
Inexperienced in love
and still quite green
 
But who could have known?
that he was a man with a wife
and she caused a terrible scene 
 
She called me names
that I know I am not
while he stood there silent
 
Speechless and hurt
I was very afraid
she would get violent
 
He did nothing to help
Letting me take her barrage
He was the one to blame
 
I left in tears, my heart broken
He, a liar, a cheat, a seducer
Yet I am the one bearing shame
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to V.Js Weekly Challenge - Green

Mind Love Misery's Menagerie First Line Friday
"Breathe in, breathe out, you’ll be okay"

Image by Jerzy Górecki from Pixabay
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