The rain falls down upon me, soaking me through,
Feels like drowning.
Dark clouds swirl overhead.
As those around me walk passed in the dry
Not seeing the water cascade over and around me.
Not seeing passed the crooked smile and agonised eyes.
Throw out your hand.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
Saturday, July 22, 2017
I fall asleep listening to the sounds of Jupiter
The swirling ethereal winds surround me
Sing to me a soft tune,
Wrap me in peaceful quiet in my head.
I envisage myself on the gassy surface floating, looking up
Into that swirling mess of the red spinning spot
Beyond so many moons shine.
My body heavy dragged down into the bed
Relaxing, giving in for once.
And sleep comes.
When your heart lies heavy in your chest
Swinging from a string tied to your throat
Shrunken and pendulous
Too heavy for its size
When that string pulls with every breath
Tightening in your throat hard to swallow
Sending forth a quiet choked sob from your lips
Bite it down
When your eyes stare into a void
Saltwater builds and blurs
Steaming down your face
When your head throbs and swirls
With memories you'd rather forget
Thoughts your rather not have
Reminders of what you lose
Where do you go?
What do you cling to?
Monday, May 22, 2017
Thursday, May 4, 2017
A hammer to my chest,
Knocking feelings from my grasp.
Words once said can't be returned;
They flit around like moths in the darkness
Waiting for the tiniest crack of light to swarm.
How to move when you can't see,
Feeling blindly in the black,
For a way, a hand hold.
Thursday, April 27, 2017
Monday, January 23, 2017
This isn't it,
This isn't the life I wanted, for me, for us.
The pain, the loneliness of constant pain.
The aching in my chest for a life not lived
Waking each morning it starts before I can open my eyes,
Gnawing at my self worth, my fight being drained from me.
Sometimes it's all I can do to keep breathing.
Friday, January 20, 2017
Friday, August 19, 2016
He sheds no tears.
Doesn't seem to see the flurry of activity around him.
He is five,
He is covered in dust and rubble;
It gets in his eyes,
he rubs it away
And still his face stays stoic,
We see him on the screen and we weep and wail about the cost of war,
And the death toll rises while we do.
And we watch.....