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On the edge...
a familiar bleakness
snuck inside to
haunts the feelings,
yet surprisingly pleasant
I missed the things
I didn’t cherish it anymore
my soul denied
what my heart desired
I hesitated, I struggled
the eulogy of the past
been in my pocket
long enough to memorize
but I couldn’t read it aloud
now,
the grave is covered in weed
the pyre soaked and wet
and I stood there
one foot to the light
one foot on the past
soon to
let go
one…
~
glad I chose the light
Published 9th Mar 2022
| Edited 24th Jul 2023
Author's Note
This was an old poem, where I was on an edge of quitting drinking and smoking. I almost relapsed but I think I was able to direct that emotion onto this. I found it on my old office computer and I'd forgotten that I ever felt or even wrote this.
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Anonymous
9th Mar 2022 9:42pm
WOW... Talk about a true revelation, eh? It must have really put things into perspective for you reading the 'then' and comparing the 'now.' I am stoked that you decided to share this with us, Vick. It's a powerful peek inside a thought process that not many people are brave enough to put out there. I'm sincerely glad you chose the light as well!!
Such a pleasure seeing you 🦋 I hope you' ve been doing well, my friend.
Much love and respect,
🌹-💙
B
Such a pleasure seeing you 🦋 I hope you' ve been doing well, my friend.
Much love and respect,
🌹-💙
B
10th Mar 2022 8:07am
Thank you so much, B. Yes, looking back is a great feeling. actually, it was in 2017. I'm glad I chose light as well. But surely, I wasn't sure at the time to share this. I had a superstition if I share it might become true. lol
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