Hostility in My Life

I don't know what it is, but wherever I go (well not everywhere), there is something or someone hostile to me. I feel like I have no respect, no friendships, just this mad attitude. It seems to exist no matter how nice I am. I try to do the write things, always choosing right (almost always), but I always get left in the dark. Since this is a blog about creativity, I've written a poem to help me get through this. It's called Darkness.


Darkness

The flow of my life
the calm, easy ride
I take to receive
the love of the earth
has suddenly come to
a halt. I've been meditating
on rebuilding positivity
and all good,
however, there is a
wall pushing me back
and not letting me go
forward. Hostility may
be his name. Crazed
energy is blocking
all of my love. I
stop and try to work
it through. My head
is spinning. I feel like
a crumb left out for
the birds, wings clipped,
mirrors smashed

Wheres the party,
the dance, the elegant
dinner?

I feel like I'm
left in the dark.