Lament
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Insomnia Haiku
Waves of discomfort Pierced by knives of cold sorrow Sleep eludes me still Continue reading
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Thorns in Skin Haiku
A lament Thorns under the skin The wounds that cut the deepest Careless words from friends Continue reading
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Lamenting
When I write poetry, my desire is to find that small bit of hope in the darkness. On some days, for whatever reason, I can’t find that light. This poem reminds me that sorrow is not to be feared. We can’t lament forever but some days we need to accept the state we are in Continue reading
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Division
This world is so brokenIts cracks run deepThere are great fault linesRunning through every country Bring your healing LordOvercome these dividesUnify us as oneMake us into one tribe When every race and every creedCan sing as oneOnly then will we reflect You, LordOnly then will we reflect love Continue reading
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Broken Shoulders
A lament I have held the worldOn my broken shouldersAllowed my body to be usedAs a shield for others I pushed my wounded soul onWhen I wanted to give upKept up the standardsMade sure I did enough I cried out for helpShowed my sorrow to others Tried to show the tortureThat for so long, I Continue reading
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Dark Room
A lament Waking upIn a dark roomAll aloneI must assume Don’t rememberHow I got hereCan’t see anythingBut my own fear The room is vastI have spent years searching itIt is filled with sharp objectsWhich cause me to trip The room’s not squareIt’s an irregular shapeAnd I’ve only just realisedThat it can change It’s fighting meI Continue reading
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The Morning Mist
A lament Every morningIt descendsNo matter how wellThe previous day ends A haze of confusionA slowing of the mindA misting of the windowThat I have inside To fight itWill drain everything I’ve gotBut to let it sit thereWill make my brain rot And so I must pushTake the mountain pathOnly wearying disciplineWill eventually be enough Continue reading
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The Pyre
A lament I lay my body Onto the pyre I sacrifice myself To the roaring fire Every morning This is the price I pay To keep on the fight To see another day Every day I have to make the choice To lay down my desires To silence their voice I have to feel the Continue reading
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The Painful Choice
A lament What will I suffer for?For what will I bear this pain?The trauma inside of meBears fruit once again In every interactionIt stirs from its restA splintering knifeIn the centre of my chest If I choose to be realVulnerable and genuineThen for days I will sufferFeel the torture within But if I shield myselfThen Continue reading
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Don’t Pity Me
A lament I don’t need your pity Your kind, empty words My pain is rotting meat Your words, tasteless herbs Don’t deflect, don’t divert The blood-stained flows of my heart If it is too much for you to bear Please don’t bother to ask I don’t want people To feel sorry for me To gawp Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 