Three Line Tales Week 194

Can you hear their cries, the cries of joy and of pain? Do you see the remnants of the lives that no longer have a place to live? Who took it all away and left the walls to hold the secrets?

To Not Desire Dreams

Play in your dreams tonight 

or so you suggest 

to those who are willing to  

try the impossible 

of sleep with a dream. 

 

What of the nightmares that  

so possess my mind 

that fight with my world 

to show that I am not  

fighting for a job 

or trying to wait on that last table. 

 

What about the memories 

that only come in sleep 

to make the days 

even worse than those before, 

to darken the morning hours before dawn. 

 

The dreams for all are not  

majestic nor to desire. 

They are for the darker side 

of your mind 

always coming out 

even when not invited.  

 

Wednesday, Overcast

So I find myself at home more often than before. I thought I would be enjoying my life in the warmth of a southern state, but as life has dealt me this hand, I must stay in New England for yet another winter. It is cold. I know it is only autumn and the cold hasn’t come yet but I cannot shake the chill. I add layers, put up the thermostat, and find blankets. I think some of the chill is in my mind. When you are not doing what you had “planned” it is hard to find a new road to take.

Now I find that I am searching for that new road. I can’t go backward. I sit here shivering, not wanting to go forward either. Is that healthy? I suppose, no. But, here I find myself wondering what my next step should be.

Perhaps someday I will pour out my feelings in a memoir and that will explain it all. That is what I think, at least. But life continues whether you are ready or not. Everyone around you continues. Is it someone’s warped sense of humor to put me in this state of limbo? Well, if it is, could you please stop? It isn’t very funny!