From morning till night there is a sense of isolation, the sunrise gives way to the moon and still I stand, alone. I can see for miles around me in all directions, yet no one is on the horizon; I scan it still, over and over. Hoping. The wind blows a warm breeze that hurts my skin and stings my eyes and there is no direction I can turn to provide shelter from the exposure, yet I slowly turn around over and over. Hoping.
4 comments:
Welcome back! Hope you got the clarity you needed. Though it doesn't sound like it....
This is haunting.
It is nice to see your writing here. I miss reading your words...and want you to be well, happy, whole.
xoxox
Hey Mel -
Hope you're having a wonderful summer thus far. Glad to see you posting again! Miss you....
M: Hope everything is all right with you. Take care and have a happy 4th. Be safe.
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