Haven’t posted here in a couple weeks. I have been going through a tumultuous weekend, culminating in a very emotional conversation. While mulling over how I felt about it, I had a moment of literary processing. Those who know me know that my therapeutic poems are called ‘brain dumps’, as I’m just dumping out my thoughts unfiltered onto the page. After I write in this manner, I’m usually able to deal with what caused the issue in the first place. This is my latest brain dump. I hope it helps someone.
Muscles bulging, the oar moves through the water
Murky with the darkness of the depressed.
I can’t see the light. Everywhere, pitch black.
Where once was hope, now I fall
Into the void
I struggle to stay afloat, rowing against the tide;
Waves crash menacing against my dinghy,
And I roar out my pain towards a brooding sky
With the sheet lightning of what could be.
The darkness engulfs, the shoreline, invisible.
What was once indivisible seems splintered
Heart sequestered from the joy it once tried to seek
I, the Spartan King, roaring out my defiance
With three hundred heartbeats at my chest
Courage compels me to take the
My muscles bulge, pushing my soul forward
Seeking the distant ridge of a forgotten shore.