My Light in the Dark

This first word of the day post comes from Daily Spur by Nox, and the word is speaker. This is the first one I am doing for this page, since I have just run across the blog, but I thought of a pretty cool theme around it. Music is my soul, and it gets me through a lot. With that said, here is my post about a speaker.

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Whether by phone, hub, tv, or computer

The tones in the music disconnect me from my pain

In the darkness, where no light has been all day

The speaker becomes my light in the dark

I listen and sing, feel my soul connect

Attachment not sudden or immediate

But the flow of my soul glows

My heartbeat slows to a normal pattern

I breathe a little lighter

I huff a little less

One by one the songs play

I become free

For that instance…I feel only me.

In that moment, my light shines

In my red-stained eyes

And my tears dissipate from my cheeks

The speaker saves my life…

xoxo E.M.

My Version of Crazy

My mind races to a million or more negative places, it seems

I am the queen of my own torture, as I cannot stop the thoughts…

“Maybe everyone would prosper if I did not exist”

Then the worry comes…

Of who will love my children, my dogs, my little unnecessary stuff that surrounds me…

Who will I hurt?

Who will I bring to my level of despair with my selfish undertaking?

A conundrum of thoughts race around my brain like a hummingbird’s wings flap.

I’m screaming inside and quiet on the out…fake smiles filling my tired face.

I promise myself things will improve…get better…appease myself…

Rarely happens

Pain keeps stacking on my shoulder like a game of Jenga…weighing and unstable…

When will the tower fall atop of me, I wonder?

Who will pull the detrimental piece of the mental block inside my brain that causes me to fall?

I hope I never find out…

The Thunderstorm of Night

Gray skies and wispy wind
Bring on the storm
I’m ready to begin

Thunder crashing
Lightning strikes
Cowering in the covers of the night

Night moon was hidden
In clouds of chaos
Dropping hail upon the Earth

The tree’s fragile limbs
Snap to the ground
Crushing all beneath

The power flickers
Putting you in the darkness
Lighting candles with a BIC spark

A crash of lighting booms
Close to where you dwell
Taking cover with those you love

Huddled up together strong
Pillows and blankets surround
The thunder shakes the whole town

The Haze In The Night

A glimmer of the moon shows like milk in a glass
Fog drifting across the road like it has legs
Humidity curling the little hairs at your neck
Your sight diminished by the creeping of the ground clouds

An owl beckons at it nightly meal…” Hoot hoot”
Impossible to see him through the shadows of the night
Foggy headlights travel on the highway to hell
Hard to tell if you are closer to “Almost there”

A coyote howls at the night moon
Scavenging for a meal that was slain last night
Cowering away from any sign of humanity
He creeps unseen against the crawling haze on the ground

The pale moon hiding behind the darkness
Leaves very little light to see
As the creatures linger amidst the night sky
The haze in the night drifts out of sight