I burnt out, I panicked and I suffocated
I locked myself and threw the key out
For the world was a frightening place
But I frightened myself more
As I noticed myself waiting
For any hand to reach out
For a voice to instill calm
For an arm to hold my fall
I felt my world shatter as I looked up
And saw the depths to which I had fallen
And then started clawing my way back
There is no safety net
For Ronovon Writes on Heart and Need:
My heart shrinks
Need I live on now
History mutilated stands
A mute witness
To desecration, denial
And we throng to her
Adorning her with vestments
Of our weaving
And admire the beauty of what we wrought
And talk about the reflection of what we know to be true,
For what is Truth
But what we already know?
Lost and forgotten
These dreams that float as clouds past your visage
Blind eyes look up
And imagine the shapes that they form
And interpret what they don’t see.
Do you hear their cries?
Heaven does not await you…
Wake up please and live!
I pushed myself today
And adrenaline gushed through my veins
I felt myself stretched and waited for the inevitable break
I looked around and could see through my hands
Stretched paper thin;
I panicked as I realised
That the pulse of my heart
Was out of tune with my breath;
My heart beats built to a crescendo that deafened me;
I saw the world tilt and felt my feet slip;
I clawed and scratched trying to get a grip
And realised that there was no friction to be felt anywhere;
And so I pushed myself more
Felt the air around me shatter
And was reborn, stronger.
“Do not talk to me of poetry”, he said
“Unless you can show me any work
That distils the most complicated thoughts
Into a few crisp easy lines”.
And so she showed him Woman.