“The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong in the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.” ~ Ernest Hemingway, (1899 – 1961) A Farewell to Arms, 1929.
A coat of color
hides a lack of many of things.
makeup or war paint?
you had nothing left
found yourself empty, but now
gutted, you can float
the irony is
some things only find their purpose
in being emptied
These poems are for everyone who had such a bad experience with a thing that they quit it, even though it was once their dream. This is just to say that you could go back to it, and kick its recalcitrant butt, if you so chose. Just sayin’. You’re stronger than you think.