My dreams were crushed and incinerated, leaving behind an infinity of darkness. After so long, I see it. A little glimmer of hope. A diamond in the roughened distance. Perhaps it’s a mirage. Maybe I can find a way to reach it. But until then, I’m trapped in this oblivion of misery. Do I choose to feel? To let in all the pain and hurt? To acknowledge that my heart was ripped from me. That every last drop of ink was siphoned from it. And then I watched as it was tossed to the side like trash. With every breath I take — inhale, exhale — I am doing all I can to keep from crumbling into a million pieces of my broken soul.
© Sarah Doughty
Diamond In The Rough by @diamondmamipoems