Those nights when I can’t sleep
and curse – in my belief – that I
am the only one staring into the abyss
Those days when I can’t stop
the thoughts in my head from eating me alive
and casting a shadow over
a glorious sunshine day
Those mornings when I can’t bear
to drag myself out of bed
and drag my carcass through
one more day
I have to stop myself
from giving up
from giving in
from turning in
from tuning out.
I have so much.
Food on the table.
Money in the bank.
A heart that beats
so strong, so long, so fiercely.
I have so much
I have so much.
Tonight is Open Link Night here on dVerse, hosted by our stalwart Swedish host, Bjorn. He has shared the story of Sean Michael with us today, who only gets to post on OLN as he is currently in prison, has no access to the internet and can only connect with us through the wonderful assistance of his grandmother, who posts on his behalf, is his lifeline to the outside world. Here is his blog Mad Poet Enchanted – so very, very worth a look. Sean has somehow managed to fund the publishing of a book of his poetry, despite all the obstacle sin his way – he is such an inspiration.
So… my poem is somewhat of a response to his story. We’re having a bit of a heatwave here in the UK and it’s making commuting somewhat uncomfortable – it’s nothing really, and reading Sean’s story has reminded me of all that I have to be grateful for. I truly am, but sometimes, I forget…
Please do head on over to dVerse and dive in – and please do read about Sean.
By the way, I am so behind in reading others’ work – I will catch up over the weekend, that’s a promise!