And Now…?

nothing was as it seemed
truth escaped without saying goodbye
abandoned to the darker reality
I am without hope or peace
I am alone
very alone
my sun lays quietly behind stone clouds
my moon chases another lover
and has set in the south
the four winds have settled in the hollow
the earth speaks in riddles but is not silent
I am unsure
confidence has left me
my hands shake
my pen stills then starts then stills
I don’t know what to trust
it was stolen from me
thrown down and trampled
what do I believe?
my eyes speak in black
my ears shout in white
my heart is drowning
my soul aches to breathe
my spirit longs to be held
I am so very alone

tara caribou | ©2019

Read this and more in my poetry book, Four.

19 thoughts on “And Now…?

  1. Betrayal of the kind that made you write about this often makes us lose the ability to trust, believe, and dream. But you’re not alone, Tara. Our destinies are not entwined but perhaps we might chance upon an encounter sometime. That is what I hope, and betrayal cannot, should not, kill hope. 🙂

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    1. Thank you for the comment. That’s exactly where I was at when I wrote this. Dark and desperate. (PS: I like your name: the pouring brain… as I am a rain lover myself, it resonates and makes me smile inside because it’s witty, b/rain.)

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