Reckless Unraveling

I am recklessly
Hopelessly
Trying to understand the breakdown
Unraveling in my head.
A damn dam bursting into so much broken stone.
Flooding thoughts
With the cacophonous chorus
Of bubbling
Babbling
Screaming.
Unanswered questions,
What ifs,
If onlys,
Only
If
I
Had.
But I hadn’t.
I didn’t.
I did the best I could,
So why do I bear this guilt?
Why am I so ashamed?
Why can I not box up the storm,
Shelve it far from the conscious light.
Someday.
One day.
Maybe.
I’ll forgive
Myself.
But I’ll never forget.
No.
I’ll never forget.
I don’t want to forget,
I just want peace.
Quiet.
Silence.
The passing of the dark
Into the bright
Of a new day.

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About Z.

Poetic pipe and cigar enthusiast rifling through the haunted memories of a not so distant past while openly wrestling with faith and God. A rambling writer with the misguided notion that he has something to say. His only redeeming qualities are his wife and children.
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2 Responses to Reckless Unraveling

  1. Wow! Wonderfully worded. I see myself way too much in this poem.

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