This week the word to use is ‘penitent’.
I am so sorry,
Penitent, that I worried you so
Disappearing, missing in action.
It must have been agony for you
All those thoughts of me gone
Lost forever.
But I was caught in the clutches of an evil villain
Who terrorised, tortured and traumatised me.
I was held in his grasp for over twelve hours
Twelve miserable hours when time ceased to matter
Even though I knew you were close
I was unable to reach out
Let you know I was ok
Such was his grip on me
He strapped me down forced me to acquiesce
To his villainous wishes as every turn of resistance
Was met with savage retribution.
I was shown no mercy until he emptied my very soul
Of the will to get up from the abyss he cast me into
All the while I knew you’d be frantic
More so as your day came to a close
Your anxiety mounting
Fears of the worst
I managed a note
The relief obvious in your reply.
I am sorry to put you through such distress.
But I did not breath my last
I have struggle on
Determined to be here a little longer
If for no other reason than for you.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2015/11/01/writing-prompt-131-noend-house-part-9%E2%80%B3/

Glad you wrestled the evil villain for the keyboard, and got your message out!
Thank you friend it was a struggle….
I imagine it was a huge relief for the one worrying about you to know you were alive and well. And for you to have one who made you fight to survive those evil clutches. 🙂
You have no idea how important that very one was..thanks Mandy for stopping by….
emptying the soul is such a haunting image, I am glad you pulled through Michael
Thank you Yves, I can only improve….
Well you are pretty damn awesome just as you are
You wouldn’t have thought that the other night, I was far from awesome.
We all have those times Michael, there are some things I have done that are so far from who I am as a person, things I can’t even imagine and for which I suffer such intense guilt. As painful it is to explore those things I know I have to take that honest look so they don’t happen again
This one hits close to home–well done as always, Michael; I shall have to come back and read through it again later today.
Thank you J your responses are always valued.
You’re most welcome.
This is a very powerfully evocative piece Michael – but I appreciate the ending – the strength in the words – the hope – reaching out … just lovely (okay, that may sound odd – but it is the word that best suits how I feel about this piece)
Oh my what a struggle, Michael, but your rose above which does not surprise me. I like this style of conversation in this post. It makes it very poignant. When I saw the prompt I had an idea with the image but did not want to write with the word…not this week.
Sometimes I don’t take up a challenge either…..they don’t always click with me. Thanks for stopping by Oliana.