God
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What It Feels Like 2
A lament Depression is like Being trapped in a valley Caught between the clashes Of two charging armies Too tired to focus But unable to sleep Too sad to do anything But unable to grieve Yearning to do The things that you love But your mind is too overwhelmed To even pick a pen up… Continue reading
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Dawn or Dusk
Is the darkness ending Or is it just beginning? Are the storm clouds gathering Or are they dissipating? Are the winds dying down Or preparing to gather speed? Is the mould spreading Or starting to recede? Which voice do I listen to Which one do I trust? Is this the dawn? Or is this the… Continue reading
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Vows
The vows are read out One by one We commit ourselves to our Saviour And He commits to us But we lose our way Go down wrong paths Break every single vow Leaving wounds in His heart We chase after love Offered without commitment But they choose to damage us To treat us like equipment… Continue reading
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Light & Dark
A haiku on hope Darkened memoriesA swirling sphere of sorrow Find the pearl within Continue reading
Christ, Christian Poetry, Depression, Emotions, God, Haiku, Hope, Pain, Poetry, Redemption, Trauma, Writing -
Self Condemnation
Self-condemnation Self-lashing Internal cruelness Relentless bashing We spew harsh words In hope they lead to change But the agony of self-blame Leads us to fall again We have been taught That only fear or guilt can motivate And yet the reality is They can’t free, only incarcerate We do just enough To ease the burden… Continue reading
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Dark Writing
I wish I could write poems That were flowery and soft That were elegant and graceful That didn’t have such a cost Imagine if I could write poems That would dance to a nice tune That would twirl in colourful dresses That into roses, would bloom But my poems are harsh Twang like poorly tuned… Continue reading
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The Coal Mine
Trapped in a coal mine The exit blocked by rock Every shuddering blow To my arm, an electric shock I am armed with nothing But a single pickaxe It chips away slowly Only forming small cracks Echoing between the blows I hear my enemy’s laughter I hear his goons partying Clinking glasses with their master… Continue reading
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Cruelty
That was cruel An unprompted attack A savage assault That left me cracked A shard of pain Pierced into my side A terrible black mist That left me blind No memory or thought Was the trigger for this There is no logical reason For the appearance of this abyss Just the cruelty Of this twisted… Continue reading
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Hidden Trauma
There is blackness in my heart It rests in peaceful sleep It is borne from my trauma Raised by bitterness and grief Mostly it lies there Hidden, out of sight But when certain pressure points are pressed The blackness starts to arise It is triggered by certain memories Or by words spoken out of turn… Continue reading
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The Puppet
The strings are pulled delicately The puppet twirling into a dance Its flailing limbs, powerless to resist Its taunting captor’s commands But my God You saw my humiliation The entangled lies in my mind You cut me free from what trapped me And healed the hurt that was inside You strengthened my weak arms And… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 