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My soul feels dark and empty
From toxic digital consumption
The endlessly scrolling feeds
The sickly pursuit of attention
Time to shut all of it down
Escape omnipresent distractions
And create something beautiful
#poem #poetry #sadness #emptiness #socialmedia #art #writing
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Where Are They Now?
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I found it in a clearing
Buried deep in the old forest
The walls still standing
The roof sadly sagging
Windows cracked, shattered
Door forced open and vulnerable
Strangely inviting me inside
I felt a thrilling tingle
Something abandoned
Something unexplored
The sun was high in the sky
But the forest was so dark
So very dark
Against my better judgment
I peeked inside…
Full poem here
https://eclecticfiction.substack.com/p/where-are-they-now
A short intro…
I'm a Silicon Valley escapee, now living about an hour from Lake Tahoe in #NorCal.
I lived in the Bay Area for about 20 yrs and worked at places like Apple, IBM, eBay, Yahoo, and various tech startups.
I've returned to my roots as a psychologist and solopreneur and provide coaching for leadership, career stuff, life, and business.
I write #scifi, #fantasy, #horror, #poetry, and #shortstories
I'm also into #coffee #art #photography #powerlifting #weighlifting #trailrunning
Fractured
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I have a broken soul
I’ve never known why
Empty, alone, and longing
Longing for something
Something I can’t quite see
Something I don’t understand
When you know why
Why it is broken
There is hope
That it can be fixed
That it can be made whole
But when it is a mystery?
You prod at this
You…
The rest of the poem is here:
https://eclecticfiction.substack.com/p/fractured
#poem #poetry #mywriting #fractured #broken #depression #anxiety
The Death of Me
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Twisting and swaying
Beautiful and threatening
I need to be near
I can’t stay away
Even though I know
What comes next
Some Doors
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Some doors
Once opened
Can never be closed
Some choices
Once selected
Change you forever
Some decisions
Once made
Become irreversible
There are paths
You can take
From which you never
Return
Duality
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Feed me bitterness
So life may taste sweet
Show me ugliness
So I may see beauty
Bring me suffering
So I will know pleasure
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