The Caretaker

Exhaustion.

Dreams of nothingness.  Dreams of silent abandonment from all those around me.

Treasured roles —
Daughter
Mother
Grandmother
Friend
Neighbor
Student
Employee

A need to be needed.  Needed.  Silent screams for freedom.
That which fills me, depletes me.
That which completes me, breaks me.

Lukewarm

An identity lost in a fog of who I once was. Blinded by the reality of who I am.
Visions of solitude shielded by a panic of isolation.
A quest to evolve in a shadow of complacency.  The illusion of distance.  Close, yet far away.

Challenged to face the unknown. An unchartered path to selfhood. Endless possibilities for a life yet lived.

Inspired by The Daily Post word prompt “lukewarm.” 

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