Creative Words, Prompts

Threshold #writephoto

I know there’s warmth on the other side. Sunshine and a breeze moving the clean ocean air. I can smell the salt and the earth from where I am, but it’s a stale, mustier version. Where I am is dark, cold and lonely. I have an amazing view of the contradictory habitat that exists only steps away. But with each step I take, I grow more and more afraid.

I want contentment. I want to be rid of this cold. I’m stuck in this cave called depression. Yearning for happiness and light. With the arms of panic wrapped around my chest, it squeezes tighter with each attempt. How do I get myself out of here? What do I have to do to touch the sun’s rays with my skin? I see paradise within arms reach, but can’t figure out how to cross over the threshold.

Inspired by Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt

13 Comments

  1. A heartbreaking picture of depression, Jewel.

    1. Jewel Ingalls

      Yes, it got a little darker than I intended.

  2. ooh, good one. I like the part where you say with panic’s arms around me’. Morbid!

    1. Jewel Ingalls

      Thanks, Jina! πŸ˜‰

  3. May these tender longings find fulfillment.. beautifully penned, Jewel.

    1. Jewel Ingalls

      Thank you, Violet, for your kind words.

  4. No one could write this if they had not been touched by depression, I pray it is in the past and that you have crossed the threshold and escaped.πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

    1. Jewel Ingalls

      I think everyone has their dark moments in life along with happy, light ones. I will say that I feel blessed and very happy in my life. Thank you for your comment ❀️☺️

      1. I am very glad to hear that πŸ’œπŸ’œ

  5. A unique take on the challenge, well done!

    1. Jewel Ingalls

      Thank you, Eliza ☺️

  6. So near yet so far…well done. (K)

    1. Jewel Ingalls

      Thank you ☺️

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