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[Poem]The Wizard
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[Poem]I’m Getting Angry Now
Blindsided with the punch of a hundred fond memoriestransformed by toxicity to torture and terrors.Tears cascading down my red raw cheeksshowing me exactly how much I’ve become weak. The conversations I’m having belong in a far away placethe thoughts in my mind put me in a very dark state.My enemy I cannot hold, I cannot…
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[Poem]What Am I?
Was I ever a whole person?Just one complete versionof what a human should be?Have I ever been a whole me? I leaned on my parents until last yearand my friends helped me through plenty of tears.I’ve always had loving partners with whomtogether we battled every doom. I have brothers and sisters and cousins and kidsbut…
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[Poem]Stepping Out of the Bubble
A tornado of thoughts decimate my calmlike a plague of locusts creating indiscriminate harm.There’s no solid ground, there’s no place to rest.I cannot describe the terror of this brutal test. Of my resilience and might, of my mental strengthto get through each day, to hurdle over every fence.I could collapse in a heap and plenty…
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[Poem]All for the show?
I cannot sleep for the wounds are too deep.The metaphorical bleeding from my heart, so weak.It’s been ripped and torn and now it’s time to mourn.I’m changed forever now I’ve been attacked by thorns. You know this isn’t right, this is purely spite.Now it’s round my neck it’s a chain so tight.I hope you know…
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[Poem] A virus
There’s a virus in here which spreads like a madnessof uncontrollable voyeuristic joy at other peoples’ sadness.You can see in their eyes a furnace-like fire.I suppose it makes them feel better about their desire. It seems to me that their underdeveloped brainsgenuinely rejoice in other human’s pains.The fervour by which they devour the newsfurther perverts…
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[Poem] Why did I not?
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[Poem]The Storm
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[Poem] The Damage Has Been Done
What is this feeling that’s destroying my me?The grinding that’s eating away constantly?The bones of my soul consumed by a gnawinglike a parasitic being, my happiness collapsing. The catastrophic effect of a catalogue of effortsripping me apart like a circus of terrors.It’s now out of control and my strength is in bitswhen emotions cross the…
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[Poem] The Big Man