Friday Flash – Shattered
March 27, 2015 at 1:23 pm 6 comments
Felicity at The Dark Chronicles – http://felicityjohns.com/2015/03/27/friday-flash-shattered/ has a wonderful Friday prompt called Friday Flash. This week’s challenge is called ‘Shattered’.
This is a prompt – to paraphrase Felicity – this is not of ‘word’ only, but of thoughts. It’s feeling the word you see, writing what you feel and revealing a “break” – whether the “break is mental, physical or meta-physical…the point of no return.” When I saw Felicity’s post, I knew exactly what she meant and knew I had written a piece which, in my humble opinion, describes all of the above. Incidentally, it is the first poem I ever wrote (not counting high school) and posted on WordPress.
~ Numb ~
I want to feel numb – feel nothing.
Feel no love – when it goes away, I do not have to feel so bad.
Feel no hate.
Feel no guilt – for feeling no love or hate.
Feel no hurt or pain – just a nothing existence.
Numb – be dead. No feelings of anything, just nothingness.
A brief explanation:
This piece was originally written in October of 2010. I shortly, thereafter, revised it as a result of a derogatory comment made by the person who encouraged me to start blogging in the first place. As a result of his comments (he was not Bill), I buckled under the pressure and lightened it up a bit. I was uncomfortable with this decision, so I posted it – again – word for original word in March 2012 – this being four days before Bill passed away. What came next was a nightmare I could never have foreseen. A long story made short: when I found Bill’s lifeless body, I went into shock. My neighbor, who had read this piece online and understood my emotional state at the time, was worried for my physical well-being and I was sent, against my will, to the hospital and kept for the day, under ‘supervision’. I will continue no further on this matter, except to say I had never felt so blindsided, violated, helpless, humiliated, scared, distraught and completely – totally – alone in all of my life.
I did re-post this one more time in February of 2013, after I began writing again. It was also a few weeks before what was an extremely difficult one year anniversary of Bill’s passing and I had fallen as emotionally low as a person could go.
Entry filed under: feelings, human nature, life, Personal, poetry, ponderings, thoughts, writing prompt. Tags: darkness, depression, loneliness, sadness, Words, writing.
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Felicity | March 27, 2015 at 11:47 pm
Wow. It’s beautiful, and perfect, and knowing the story behind it only makes it all the more poignant. Thank you for having the strength to share it again. Hugs. 🙂
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words4jp | March 27, 2015 at 11:50 pm
Thank you when I read your prompt I knew it was perfect. For me, anyway. This piece has now been posted 4 times on this blog. Oy. 😌
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Felicity | March 27, 2015 at 11:51 pm
There is nothing wrong with that! 🙂
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words4jp | March 28, 2015 at 12:20 am
Reblogged this on Beasts of Articulation.
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hitandrun1964 | March 28, 2015 at 3:54 am
Your feelings are perfectly understandable. You just had truly HORRIBLE people around you (I won’t say friends, because friends don’t do that to people) I hope you never spoke to them again…EVER. Your poem is spot on and wonderful. I understand it completely.
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words4jp | March 28, 2015 at 4:50 pm
No, I never did. xxx