Isolation wraps its insistent tentacles
tighter, whispering messages of
deception
Luring, grating, fiendishly beckoning
I follow – blindly stumbling
until the mirage vanishes
Left in an eerie cave of
disappointment
Pain flashes, sadness looms
Connections weakened and tried
Tears don’t come easily
Trapped behind the wall of
self-discipline, punishment, gloom
When the dam breaks, relief hits
words take the place of heavy silence
Tiny gestures, wound up with string
Refinement is discovered
in the depths
This post is part of the Five Minute Friday writing challenge. Each week I join with this talented group of writers, free writing for five minutes in accordance with a prompt. Today’s prompt is ‘refine’.
