The Caretaker


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

Treasured roles —

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


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.” 

4 thoughts on “The Caretaker

  1. Oh, I love this. I need to just chew over it and absorb it. Thanks for writing the poem and sharing it with us. ❤

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