adversity · grief · poetry · writing

Stop the Words

These thought processes…
I am inside out, shredded…
on so many levels
out of sync…
hear my own words
nothing but hot air
making me so dizzy
that I’m becoming afraid
of heights….
phobic, actually

Breathe,
I remember somewhere
between gulps of helium
and the hammering
in my head…
breathe…

Platitudes have no place
in this moment
in the inside out
emotionally raw now

So, I’ll quit the words
breathe until I find ground
again….
then repeat.

(Inspired by the prompt of Reena’s Exploration challenge which can found here. Image my own.)

24 thoughts on “Stop the Words

  1. We need better words (not platitudes); and if they’re gone for now, we’ll stop with them altogether. Waiting for the better words to come, not settling for idioms, let alone cliches. I see this as affirmation of a kind of mandate for creativity and authentic expression. Great work, if I may say.

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