Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Pain

Cliffs

He sits alone, and stares into nothingness.

Perched on the very tip of a rocky cliff.
A cliff which extends away into the horizon on both sides, its jagged edges cutting into his heart.
A cliff which drops away vertically into the crashing waves of the ocean far below.
So far below, their sound does not reach him.

The sky is drab and grey, reflecting his thoughts.
The water is dark, as far as the eye can see.
No seagulls caw. No wind blows. The air is still.
Life itself, has come to a grinding halt.
There is silence all around. The sound of sadness.

Tears well up in his eyes.
The weather Gods bend the knee in reverence.
Dark clouds roll in.

He sits alone, and stares into nothingness.

Joy has been sucked out of his life, a huge gaping hole for grief to fill.
The loss so sudden, he is left speechless.
A major part of his life, his mind, his heart. Taken away.

There is no glimmer of hope, no tinder left to spark.
Even the slightest of glowing embers has been drowned out by the finality of it all.
He can never be happy again.

The dam gives way. Tears roll down his cheek.
Salty streaks, past the corners of his mouth, splashing onto the ground.
The clouds burst forth in response.

He glances up into the rain, looking for answers.
Why this path, of all paths.
Why this sudden heart wrenching turn of events.

There is no thunder or lightning. This is not anger.
This is grief. This is pain.

He sits alone, and stares into nothingness.