Monday, June 25, 2018

Pen Went Dark

Pen Went Dark 18-158y

In perusing pages
sadness wells up
Old journals recall
pain and despair

Remembering the depth
darkness swallowing
Pen goes quiet
for three years

Writing became a vortex
inducing cycle of suffering
Sucking all light
stealing life

To heal required
surrendering pen
Not knowing if
ever would write again

So many parts died
parts still waiting
For restoration
as ink flows again

Note: This is about a season of the dark night of the soul six years ago. Had to lay writing down for three years. Hard to willingly do for someone who loves to write.

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