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I awoke
Sweat pouring from my brow
The dream was so real
A nightmare?
Driving down a road
Enjoying the vista
It never occurred to me
Disaster beckoned.
Not watching the malevolence
Circling me
Unaware and naïve
I continued on my merry way.
The road narrowed, as do mountain roads
But this one narrowed
Until there was nowhere to go.
Trapped.
No forward.
No reverse.
I abandoned my car
As retreat was the only way out.
I was going do a runner
One swathed in impossible challenges,
As the demons I past were stalking
Gathering at the pass so to speak
Ready to pounce and remind me
I was stuck,
No prospects
No future
A nothing
I was at their mercy.
With nowhere to turn.
It was into a battle
That waged many months
Exhausting me
Leaving me numb
Bereft of feeling.
In time I won
But at great cost.
Scarred, gutted,
Forced to start again
Building from out of the trap
Surrounding myself with the faithful
And newfound courage
I stepped forward.
For looking back
Was a akin to a death sentence.
You have picked me up
Pointed me forward.
I hope you are there
The next time I falter.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2015/08/25/photo-challenge-75-trapped-august-25-2015/
Frightening.
It was at the time.
I don’t doubt it.
Atmosphere at its best. It gave me “the prickles” and little electric charges in my feet — if that makes sense.
I think I know what you mean Lyn, I should be pleased you did have a reaction to it, so thanks for sharing that with me….
whoa. I don’t want to be trapped! well-penned, Michael 🙂
Thank you Lady lee, appreciate you stopping by….
Oh wow you really invoked the image that is one intense nightmare!
It certainly was Yves.
Yay, to your savior. No more faltering though, OK?
One hopes not Debi, fingers crossed.
That dream is similar to a recurring one I have— nightmare really. Unnerving even after I wake up. All dreams are in some way connected to reality- so they say. Great post, Michael.
I hope there is always someone there to hold you when you falter. Such a companion can help you walk that fine line.
Excellent. I felt the fear, the panic, the hope.
It’s the hope you most hang on to for without that the fear and panic will overwhelm you. Thanks so much for your lovely comment.