Silently I Creep January 2014

Silently I creep

Down the crowded corridors of my mind,

Tentatively toying with the doorknobs

of rooms containing suppressed memories.

I hear them

Like an overbooked hotel, whispering

Eager to crowd the hallways

In hopes of recognition and validation.

Restlessly I slumber

Unwilling to commit, I strain to decipher

Reluctant to open a door recalling

Malaise, despair or buried pain

The alarm sounds

Silently I face the clock, the murmurs fade

I throw back the covers,

Relieved that choice is gone.

Art: Anthony Gromley

Author: Nfocus4you

A Wife, Mother, Grandmother with tons of experience in the arena called *Life* I love information, and endeavor to utilize it as practically as possible. I have worked as a Healthcare coordinator, HR Manager for over 26 yrs, and still employed (19 +years) as a Property Manager of a large complex (I joke that I’m the mayor of a small city). I have raised 4 children, one of whom (a daughter) ❤️has recently completed suicide,which has changed my life forever. I have 8 lovely grandchildren. I love to write poetry and short stories, cook, explore religious experiences and be in charge of stuff :) View All Posts

2 thoughts on “Silently I Creep January 2014”

I absolutely get captured in your descriptions – they are so vivid and relatable. You are so very gifted with how you paint a moment in time with words.

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nfocus4you says:

January 4, 2019 at 10:47 pm

Deep bow. Your words are a gift to me❤️

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