dysfunction

pulled to bleeding extremes

The feet of a tightrope walker.

The feet of a tightrope walker. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

pulled away from one’s dream

how close we travel to beyond

how horrible one’s life is pawned

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tightrope walking on the sill

there is no magical, happy pill

held ransom by love so misunderstood

shaped and tangled driftwood

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when will it end, who will bend

how many awful moments will you  spend

wandering lost, no release

when will the fighting ever cease

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the remedy is not simple

ripple effects leave a horrid dimple

what you say or what you don’t

consequences say I won’t

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on the outside viewing in

you say stand tall, stick out your chin

you are not the one who will receive the blows

you have not wandered where the shadow shows

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the fear is deep, the joy replete

there is no hope, only defeat

do what I say or you are on your own

so this is the  path that I must own

11 thoughts on “dysfunction

  1. masterbias says:

    That’s a nice version too. She got a solo section. Cool. 🙂

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  2. Yoshiko says:

    The deepness of fear

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  3. Hello Jane: It’s wonderful to see your beautiful work again. I’m unable to reply to messages at the present time. My hard drive crashed a couple days before Christmas. I’m currently using my iPad and am grateful to have it, but I sure miss my PC.
    My thought on letting the light in is that we’ve built walls for so many years, that it has become our routine response. It’s difficult to part the gates and show others who we really are.

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  4. dear Sheri, What you have written about “our routine response”–so true! that makes a great deal of sense! Hard to breakdown the walls. You honor me so much with your kinds words about my writing! Sometimes I feel so depressed and about ready to quit…then I try to write even when I am so hopeless…and then I feel badly when I am not able to put LIGHT into my writing—I do not like to leave a hopeless note…I do not want to add to the depression and sorrow of others…I hope that I do not. But then again, I also think I have to write honestly–and maybe, that honesty puts light out there to others…to see how depression works…so that a bit more understanding will develop towards those who are depressed. I do not know if I am making sense. All the same, thank YOU for YOUR PRESENCE on my blog and for your encouragement, Sheri!

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  5. That was too good….Just relating words with my own. Happy New Year 2014….to you and your family. Love n hugs

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  6. gale says:

    Amazing and clear words.

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