Betrayal

Betrayal, a kiss carrying no meaning, a hug not as trustworthy as the previous. Words no longer distinguishing value as promises drown in expectations of disappointment. Betrayal compared to ice, cold as the premeditation of gentle water forming a cube of ice, hardened in damaging what it touches. The closeness of bondage tampered with elements of suspensional beliefs, triggering curiosity as it paralyzes any hope of good resurrected.  People are capable of change….. betrayal is never forgotten like a dream that’s easy to interpret. 

– C.A. Thomas 

Pain On Ice 

I’ve been feeling a bit cold lately. Ceiling fan twirling at the highest capacity in a room filled with emptiness. Alarm clock ringing in my ear as a reminder of routine already set in motion, disciplining myself to keep moving forward. The pain occurs the second I glance at her obituary, keeping my thoughts together before entering the world in hopes of hiding my feelings. People display comfort through similar scenarios of loss but even I cannot display emotional sympathy at the moment. I’m finding difficulty accepting the reality of my grandmother’s fate, questioning an angel’s absence who fought so hard to remain below the clouds…… God I miss her, this I understand. I cannot allow hatred to filter my emotional state, instead I should be grateful that suffering shall one day reunite with peace. 

For now my pain shall remain on ice. 

– C.A. Thomas 

May 24th 

On the early morning of Wednesday, May 24th I saw her lying there. Helpless covered her as the echoing of air leaving her body so suddenly. I slowly approach her, leaning over placing a gentle kiss on the frontal lobe of my grandmother, leaning in further whispering in her ear “I love you grandma”. The nurse enters the room, initializing the time of passing as my family and I say our final peace. Proceedings occurring too quickly, never enough time in processing loss, crying without reasoning as it orchestrates sleepless nights. Help me find the words in healing, help me understand the cure to grievance, awaken me from a dream I have to relive for the rest of my life.

Please get me through this….

– C.A. Thomas