IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
such a difficult time in life…seems like it will never pass
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It’s amazing how much from that time sticks.
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Facing challenges when we’re young is difficult and some stay with us as an adult.
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they absolutely do – such a vulnerable age
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Such a hard in-between that you’ve captured beautifully
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Thanks Wynne. I feel it for my granddaughters.
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You’ve captured adolescence very well. I know I was ill-equipped to deal with life’s lies.
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Me too, and today I think there even more that young people will encounter.
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Definitely.
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Even adults are not equipped for it…(K)
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Lol. So true.
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VJ, a common occurrence is it not? Keith
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I think so, and also something we adults need to remind ourselves of before judging.
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