The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.
The aim of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.
This month the words are supplied by Granny Annie and can be found here.
This week's words are:
Here is my story:
The cloud of gloom hanging over me is immense, no bifurcation to allow even a single sunbeam to touch down and light so much as a glimmer of the happiness I used to carry so lightly.
This diminution of my previously perceived stature is great and my loss weighs heavily.
The cloud roils above, sinks lower as tears threaten.
I blink them back furiously.
I will not cry.
My thoughts garble as pandemonium reigns supreme in my mind, but temporarily, as arbitrary numbness takes over.
My actions now are perfunctory as with fake, yet plausible elan, I continue through the days.
Nights are harder as the vermicular tunnel of despair opens in front of me.
A whisper from nowhere encourages me to take that first step inside.
"Give in" it says. "Sink with me."
But I dare not.
This sea of impending doom can not take me. I shall not temporize. I will not allow it.
Another whisper, softer, "tears can heal".
My head hurts as my heart breaks and finally, in the darkness of my room, I allow the tears to fall.
I cry until I sleep.
The Phallically Burdened
3 hours ago