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Click hereMy mind is a secret
Out of public social view
I find solace
In Closed spaces
Compartmentalized and confined
Pages stored
Words still unwritten
My minds eye
Fills in the gaps
I left open
Unburied in the past
The haunting silence
Of failure and regret
I place it in a dead space
In hopes to force forward
Become more present today
To follow through my written path
Even when all arrows point to loneliness
That wears off during the day
With endless Tasks to complete
When the day is done
I can out my feet up
That's when it begins
It's when I have too much time
In my own head space
Get lost in the same thought
I become anxious
And I force myself to sleep
To dull all of the demons
That sit on my chest
While I toss and turn on the couch
Filtering into my dreams
Awaken suddenly
Stuck on repeat
Give it my best
For those who count
And count on me
Because I need to like
What's become of me
When I measure my success
I find myself strong
Even when I have weak days
I am still a sturdy slab
Poured slightly shifted
Cracks repaired along the way
Filled with faith
Solid on the surface
Forged in gold
beautiful and bright
Hidden in broad daylight
I love that image that beneath all the dust and dirt the days and life dress us in we can still be pure and made of gold. Thank you for that gleam of hope.