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’.