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At the Edge of Nowhere

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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

Date: 1/11/2021 11:01:00 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

Date: 1/11/2021 10:57:00 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

Date: 1/11/2021 10:00:00 AM

No coming back...might as well jump...then nowhere becomes somewhere...All the best.

Jenna Logan

Date: 1/11/2021 3:57:00 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

Date: 1/11/2021 2:04:00 AM

A terrible place to be Victor, many are struggling and see suicide as the only answer. Well written. Tom

Judy Ball

Date: 1/10/2021 10:57:00 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

Date: 1/10/2021 8:41:00 PM

Supressed by the 'New Wide World' I lean on every word Victor, and share your concerns,,,awesome poetry..to my fav.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 1/10/2021 2:27:00 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

Date: 1/10/2021 2:19:00 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

Date: 1/10/2021 1:50:00 PM

A wonderful, but sad story, Victor. Saved to read again :)

Eve Roper

Date: 1/10/2021 1:21:00 PM

With quarantine it is a surprise we all in a time of craze sanity. Good write .. Hugs Eve

Jan Allison

Date: 1/10/2021 12:52:00 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.

Date: 1/10/2021 12:32:00 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