A hole has been burrowed into my core, and I have been scooped out. Damaged and broken, I cannot be whole. Surely, my heart will die, in those briefest moments, between dream and reality, when I become aware I am lost, and that I will never be again. Like smoke curling skyward, I slip through my desperately grasping fingers. I clutch at wisps of me, for this is all I have now.
in murky waters
malevolent fingers tear
unseen misery
By Sarah ©2017
Image credit Pixabay
Prompt: Daily Post Daily Prompt, core, clutch, express; and also, Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille, September 13th 2017 – despair
By Sarah 
This is so well done, captures the feelings perfectly.
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Thanks so much. I’ve been in this place so glad I’ve described it well enough!
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Yes, you did an excellent job 🙂
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powerful and emotive.
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Thank you 😊
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This is so beautiful – thx for sharing
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Thank you 😊
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Though I don’t love living in despair, the images here evoke those times when I’ve been there perfectly. Beauty is in all things, even the most desperate. Thank you for sharing.
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