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Flashes
Images dance through my mind,
coming in as a flash,
and burning brightly behind my eyes,
as if I gazed too long at the sun
and left with the pain that dwells,
dulling my senses and fogging my thoughts.
Oh, why can’t they stay hidden?
Locked, secured, kept safely away from attention,
pushed aside with reason.
I wish they would vanish,
fall away.
Images dance through my mind,
coming in flashes,
burning brightly behind my eyes,
as if I held my gaze too long with the sun,
left with the dwelling pain,
dulling my senses,
fogging my thoughts.
Stay hidden, silly memories,
locked away, secured, kept safely from attention,
swept aside with reason.
No greater wish
than for the flashes to fall away,
to vanish,
like I never loved at all.
Invictus
William Ernest Henley (1849 – 1903)
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unfortunate soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
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This is one of my favorite poems; it speaks great volumes of internal strength, which I strive to possess and achieve through my writing specifically.
I have had this blog for quite some time, but never felt my writing was sufficient enough to be shared publicly. What I’ve realized in the two years since that point, is that in simply putting my thoughts to paper, it is enough. I’ve come to utilize writing therapeutically, as so many others have, and it has truly helped me see emotions and thought processes I could not recognize otherwise. So here is the beginning to making my work public. In putting it on the internet, I can only hope that others may relate to it and find solace in reading it, as I have found in writing it.
Cheers