Disconnected…

in #poetry7 years ago

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Disconnected…

It doesn't happen
over night it
creeps up
on us slowly
that feeling of
emptiness
a sense of despair

you are aware
of its presence
as the
numbness sets in
losing touch
with ourselves
drifting further away

going through all
the motions
each and everyday
longing
for a time
when things
weren't this way

simply existing
is just
not enough
being controlled
by emotions
that have now
gone astray

the purpose
you had
meaning you seek
seems pointless
in a world
so
out of whack

craving
a connection
praying for peace
reflecting on the past
stuck
in your mind
running in place

hopelessly floating
outside
of your being
grounded to nothing
unaware
how it happened
you just feel..,
disconnected.



P.S.,
I was inspired to write this after reading a comment by one of my favorite steemians @mammasitta


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I just read this poem, the moment you sent your message and I would love to share it with you as my reply, full of gratitude, knowing that my words in a comment inspired you :)
I luv your thoughts, stories and mind and this from the first day I met you here on steemit, a very long time ago. What a journey we are on here !

Enjoy

The Soul unto itself (683) by Emily Dickinson
The Soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend –
Or the most agonizing Spy –
An Enemy – could send –
Secure against its own –
No treason it can fear –
Itself – its Sovereign – of itself
The Soul should stand in Awe –

And that is why, she is -- Emily Dickinson... FREAKIN BEAUTIFUL!!!
You can actually feel her words resonate in your soul...

It has been an interesting journey, to say the least... Meeting new souls or reconnecting with ones from our past. It's hard to believe someones energy can shine as bright as yours, through the screen of a computer. That alone has me in complete AWE of you. So glad we connected.., and thank you for sharing such beauty with me!

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!

I need to upvote this whole conversation right now with my last Power 🐬

Perfect description...worst is that often we don't see it coming, then you're down in that dark hole and have no idea how to get out again...and you literally get disconnected from everything and everyone around you...and nothing makes sense.... I hate the dark place...

...down the rabbit, deeper and deeper.

nice work keep it up

really a very beautiful poetry dear friend @macksby, I admire the way you write, those words come from the depths of your heart.
I wish you a wonderful weekend

Thanks @jlufer.., I always appreciate your understanding and thoughtful comments.

That's really beautiful. Keep up the good work!

You have perfectly described the dark place.
Hopefully you're just writing about it and not going through it.

It is a "dark place."

Let’s shine some light on that place! A lot of it! 💫

I lose myself in a new madness, the touch touches the star of starry clouds, the height descends into the valley of our modern decisions. Exellent poetry

Wonderful words @dobartim!

Great thought's in this one one of the best again :)