This poem was written in a creative freefall writing group. Freefall typically starts with an opening sentence that is followed by 10 minutes of writing without judgement or editing. This evening we had simply a starter word…. Motionless
Motionless, emotionless, without movement or feeling
Barely able to reach for a breath,
Fatigued, exhausted, unable to move
Paralyzed and thinking of death,
Weighted by regret
Torn by pain
Perception of ending,
Nothing but shame,
Pulled deep into sorrow and despair
Searching and seeking a way to repair
The mistakes
The missteps
The choices gone by
The chaos
The hopelessness
Then tears uncontrollably cried
Motionless, frightened, faith drained and hope lost
Looking for change at almost any cost;
Then there is a glimmer of movement,
A hand reaching to help
The only requirement is my own reaching out,
As my hand meets with a strong, loving embrace
The pull is forceful,
Taken from darkness to sun on my face,
The sun always shone although clouded and dim
All I needed was willingness to reach out then within.
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beautiful