Poetry
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Forecaster
Depression is a forecaster And a bad one at that It took me a while To learn this important fact He gestures dramatically At his clouds of woe Sweeping in from afar Driving out all hope Tomorrow always heralds At least some sprinkles of failure And there is always a possibility Of powerful gusts of Continue reading
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I Will Keep On Writing
I will keep writing until they listen I will keep writing until someone hears I will keep pouring out my sorrows I will keep unpacking my fears The words won’t stop Until someone stops And pays attention The words won’t stop Until the doors are unlocked And someone enters I know of no other way Continue reading
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Truth
Truth Sharp as a knife Remove the lies That are in my life Truth Bold as a sword Cut deception’s bonds And sever its cords Truth Open my eyes So that I may see What is truly inside Truth Ferment in my heart Become a part of me And never depart Continue reading
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Inner Storm Haiku
A haiku on anxiety Inner storm of fearCrackling lightning and thunderBut I am stronger Continue reading
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Inner Storm
Inner storm Hidden anxiety Constant torturer My sworn enemy I have felt your winds Batter my heart Stirring from slumber As soon as it gets dark I hate that feeling Of loss of control As the dark clouds gather And begin to swirl But when I sit still And let you do your worst It’s Continue reading
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The Storm Inside
A storm swirls Engulfing all I see But a fiercer storm Awakes within me It accelerates far quicker Than the one outside Driven by anxiety At what is before my eyes Fear begins to build Lets rip with roaring thunder Panic flashes in me Lightning bolts of wonder My worries like a whisk Kept my Continue reading
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Thirst
Quench me But may I always thirst for more Increase my capacity But also my desire for You, Lord Let my heart be an ocean That forever breaks its borders Let my joy be a river That forever flows over When the well within me Becomes a cesspit of despair And the clouds of hope Continue reading
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I Burned and I Bled
I burned and I bled Was dipped in boiling water Imprisoned in damp cells My feet placed in mortar I felt the stark isolation Of a darkness ever-deepening I felt the force of water Of a tide never retreating I sang songs of woe To empty skies at night Scrawled words of agony In a 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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Frustrations
It’s not all my fault It cannot be No one has put as much effort Into this as me I have opened up My most vulnerable spaces All I have had in return Are cold, empty faces They throw generic solutions At my complex problems Ignored my years of trauma For a simple maths sum Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 