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.”
This Haiku was inspired by Haiku Horizons weekly prompt: “safe.”
Strengthened by visions of truth
Just Jot It January
It’s not complicated anymore. It’s over.
I took off my rose-colored glasses today. And then I stepped on them. And then I beat them with a hammer.
After almost three years, my head and my heart are in unison. Their teamwork invaluable to my quest. They both feel heavy, but I know they will regain their strength. Not only have I chosen a different path, I’ve begun my new journey.
My journey without you.
My heart hurts.
Tonight is hard.
Tomorrow will be worse.
The day after, even worse.
But I know –
I will eventually find peace.
I will eventually find contentment.
And then I will find myself.
Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge #27 “Joy & Freedom”