It is in horror, we see truth



is a color I cannot describe

a place I don’t fit into anymore.


Even if I am restored

things will be changed for good

for most of us there are times

that shape our marrow

could be in the form of torment

maybe sorrow, sometimes joy

often the hardest times leave deepest imprint

perhaps it shouldn’t be that way

we should rejoice our luck a little, usually too busy enjoying ourselves

to leave permanent mark or maybe, challenge speaks louder than mirth

it is easy to accept a good day like a hot bath

than deal with a bad and hollow foe

that’s when our quick is sharpened,the story of our lives written

on the tip-toe of endurance

and what if we do not want to endure?

too bad, shit happens, legs break, minds crack

we’re going to end up there at some point

better waterproof our leaking sides best we can

the ocean isn’t a forgiving mistress.


When I fell, my mouth filled with salt

even then I didn’t know how far torment, reached down

it was a well, beneath the sea

a second drowning

for those who long to be free above ground

shackles of the merciless kind

only then I wondered at the strength of others

enduring from such an early age whilst I

ran long in the garden, unawares, chasing butterflies without a care

thinking I knew real pain from a momentary hurt

I knew so little

just a moment ago and a life time apart.


I am a twin of my previous self

we stand on different sides of the same coin

I am submerged, she is still, basking in the glow of a harvest moon

sometimes I look over at her and feel such envy

anger for my lack of appreciation when I, was her

but you cannot lead a horse to water

you cannot teach a child what she must learn

getting stung on the principle, she discovers through pain

it wasn’t in my thoughts that I should be

the girl on the other side of the echo, pleading to return

I don’t know if I will be permitted

but should I ever, walk again without curse

it won’t be as the same person, but a mixture of two

once you’ve seen yourself and begged for mercy

everything alters and everything stays the same

it’s up to you to be mindful of what you learned in that maze of pain

I learned what we think of as hardship

is often just everyday life

what we believe is suffering

can be comfort compared to other lives

when we don’t think we can change

then we aren’t given a chance, we know we should have

it is in diminishment we find elucidation

it is in horror we see truth.


Let me back inside my life again

and I will not be the girl who, took the easy road

for she now knows, just how deep anguish can go

it is in the tangle of the briar

and the wormwood of old trees

whispering advice never heeded

by the youth who believe themselves free.



is a color I cannot describe

a place I don’t fit into anymore



23 thoughts on “It is in horror, we see truth

  1. Pleasure and ease say “More of the same.”
    Pain says “Change, Learn!”
    Suddenly walking barefoot on sharp stones
    We know the why of shoes as not before.

  2. Our weakest moments seems most bleak because we’re in them at that time…

    It isn’t meant to last forever.
    It won’t.

    You know what your words do, you’ve done it again with them.

  3. Girlfriend! Power packed. This gut shot resonated deeply- โ€œonce youโ€™ve seen yourself and begged for mercyโ€

  4. Deeply profound! You have crossed to the other side of pain, a world so very different from that which you or I knew before or believed we’d ever leave. ๐Ÿ™‚ โค xoxoxo

  5. I love this one and I don’t love this one. and then I love it all over again…. cuz its your story…your life…and its not over… and I love your life….your passions…your strength when you think have none… but you crawl …you fight… you remember who you are ultimately even if you think you are not her anymore are her…. you have always been her. love you sister dear. P

  6. I know this one very well, and am with you here. You describe this “place” accurately. We’re all changed by suffering and most always for the better. Sending hugs, Candice….in empathy. ๐Ÿ’ž

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