Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

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At the Edge of Nowhere

I am at the edge of nowhere.
Salty tears slowly
Dribble down my hollow cheeks.
Darkness is all around.
Where is the silver lining 
That decorates black clouds?
Why is my spirit trapped
In a vacuum of prolonged time?
Why do I cry alone
Though all around me
I hear the cries of perished souls?
 
I am at the edge of nowhere
Unsure of what is or is not.
Destruction reigns supreme
Thousands of voices mute
And silence is deadly.
Insane, atrocious, vile and treacherous.
All around is smoke and darkness
Thick fog swirling all around.

I am at the edge of nowhere
My head is befuddled
Smoke smudges my sight
And echoing in my ears
Sleep will come no more:
Scattered by screams, 
Violent and weird,
Echoing as I lie in darkness
Trying to achieve some sanity
Knowing none will be reaped.

10 January 2021

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Darlene De Beaulieu January 11, 2021 at 11:01 AM Hello Victor, it sounds like depression to me. Sometimes we get out of depression by ourselves and sometimes we nedd help. Enjoy your day my friend.

Anne-Lise Andresen January 11, 2021 at 10:57 AM - Dear Victor ... a writing that gives me sad thoughts ... many who suffer ... a new year with little positive in store ... some "drown in their own loneliness" ... - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Arturo Michael January 11, 2021 at 10:00 AM No coming back...might as well jump...then nowhere becomes somewhere...All the best.

Jenna Logan January 11, 2021 at 3:57 AM At the edge of nowhere is such a wonderful, although bleak, title. To think that a person can be so lost is heartbreaking, and your lines have depictied it with sight and sound, Victor. Outstanding.

Tom Cunningham January 11, 2021 at 2:04 AM A terrible place to be Victor, many are struggling and see suicide as the only answer. Well written. Tom

Judy Ball January 10, 2021 at 10:57 PM We all are uncertain during these trying times but there is one thing we can count on, Jesus. Knowing Christ brings the peace that passes all understanding. I am reminded if the poem FOOTSTEPS. The man asked Jesus why when looking back over his life he saw two sets of footprints but during the most trying periods of his life he only saw one set of prints. Jesus answered that it was because during the time when he could not stand along that was the time that He carried him. God Bless, JB

Harry Horsman January 10, 2021 at 8:41 PM Supressed by the 'New Wide World' I lean on every word Victor, and share your concerns,,,awesome poetry..to my fav.

Vijay Pandit January 10, 2021 at 2:27 PM You speak for her-- who is sitting on the edge-- eloquently, Victor. Emotions dwell in poignancy as her thoughts meander. A sad tale, yet powerful write. Excellent details, as always.

Carolyn Devonshire January 10, 2021 at 2:19 PM It's almost as if you are trapped in a twilight zone where reality and spirituality meet. Jan recently posted a poem about the pandemic leading to depression and suicidal thoughts. This is an outstanding poem, Victor! Hugs, Carolyn

Angela Crabtree January 10, 2021 at 1:50 PM A wonderful, but sad story, Victor. Saved to read again :)

Eve Roper January 10, 2021 at 1:21 PM With quarantine it is a surprise we all in a time of craze sanity. Good write .. Hugs Eve

Jan Allison January 10, 2021 at 12:52 PM so well penned Victor I too have written about depression today ... not that i suffer from it. the repeated line sets the tone for the powerful piece, well penned Victor:-) hugs jan xx

Alexis Y. January 10, 2021 at 12:32 PM Hi Victor, You have penned such a sad yet well written sad piece. Your content and imagery just grab the reader's attention. Have a great day, my friend - Alexis