Thursday, 13 March 2008

I do not want to go
into that night again.
To be surrounded by the stinking flesh
and impaled upon your need.

I do not want to lie
or lie for you
speaking or silent away from it all
and dependent on your whims.

I want to be flying away
out of the enclosed
and into free fresh air
silent and alone, leaving you behind.

4 comments:

Kathryn said...

I truly believe you will be free and whole and happy...though it may be a long and arduous journey to get there.
"Then said I, O that I had wings like a dove, that I might flea into the wilderness and remain there at rest"
istm that the psalmist knew alot about your sort of feelings.
Prayers adn blessings

mandy lifeboats appeal said...

Hi D

Birds in flight. We can wish and dream and (with some work..and at the right times) you never know the wishing might come true.

Lately, when trying to relax I have thought about fluffy white clouds. That helped a little. There is something soothing about clouds.

Enjoy your weekend.

x

Jessica said...

Flying out into freedom
out of this black box
To be free
To soar above and leave all these feelings behind.

I get you.
Hugs.

Disillusioned said...

K, I'm grateful for your belief that all shall be well.

M, I hope you continue to be helped by visions of cloud.

J, in a way I am sorry you "get it". In another I am very grateful.