Bitter Night

holysockpuppetbatman on deviant art – Seer, Scapulamancy

Dewdrops to some, sweat beads to others; this is her reality.

Dreams and visions of depravity, horror, and the current, past, and future human perspectives flood her mind.

Dripping and soggy in the atrocities of her fellow human beings, the seer sees what others do not want to see.

Dreaming through the bitter night, to be restored and tired in the morning; a lofty price paid to see what others cannot see

Daylight doesn’t stop the lingering images of what has or may come, yet who is a seer to change what cannot be undone?

Decurro journey through a difficult test, watching the world fall apart and remaining grateful, kind, and courageous.

Haunted Heartbreak

Together for decades: as young lovers, they were inseparable.

Now he is dead; she wanders alone through the timezones.

Never staying in one place for too long, never making connections; She could have had it all, some say, yet without him, it wouldn’t be the same.

She keeps walking through so many countries, walking to remember and to forget.

The death of her love, the haunted heartbreak lingers until it will no longer remain.

Lost on the journey, she stands still under the stars; the recognition of the love she lost startled her, as she finds herself looking at what was in the Bamiyan Valley.

Looking and imagining the Buddhas standing within this beautiful Valley she would have loved to have visited before their destruction by hate and intolerance, she moves on to walk in a direction that suits her soul.