Trauma
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The Words are Gone
A lament The words are snatched From the tip of my tongue They turn to ash As they leave my lungs The cogs in my mind Grind to a halt As the words vanish Into a fog Sometimes when I speak The words are switched And they cause damage I don’t know how to fix… Continue reading
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Well of Sorrows
I have in me A well of sorrows Its dampness permeates Seeps into my bones I filled this chasm With wretched tears Hiding them from The scorn of my peers On some days It overflows As ink-stained tears That form into poems So I will let this flow Of tears start So other emotions Can… Continue reading
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Gloom
A lament Depression is like Being locked in a cupboard When the mansion of your mind Is waiting to be discovered It’s like finding an oyster With a blackened pearl Or rockets with no fuel On a dying world It’s like a record that has Become stuck on the chorus Seeing a single band of… Continue reading
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Locked Inside
I built a cageFrom the strongest steelTo lock away memoriesTo pretend they weren’t real I accepted the secrecyOf hidden painRather than endureThe agony of change I suffered in silenceIn this bath of hot oilMy insides meltingFrom this toxic toil So I built a new cageFrom a kinder steelAnd I locked away my shameSo that I… Continue reading
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Don’t Pity Me
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 at my… Continue reading
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Stormweather Friends
A lament I don’t want Storm-weather friends Can’t they see the message That it puts in my head? That I am pitiful A charity case A way for insincere people To maintain face That I am of no interest Have no worth Except as some sorry thing To be picked up from the dirt In… Continue reading
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Bitterness (repost)
Stale milk Stagnating inside We harbour envy Then it rots our minds It darkens our corneas Until all is black It poisons our tongue Weaponises it for attack The world melts away Leaving only sharp edges The sun diminishes To darkness, it pledges Your flesh turns cold As the warmth disappears Your emotions embalm No… Continue reading
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The Cure (repost)
Writing is the cure To this disease of mine It heals my emotions Brings peace to my mind Life crippled me Writing made me to walk Trauma stole my voice But with writing, I can talk Depression struck me blind Surrounded me with dark Writing gave me new vision Lit my path with its spark… Continue reading
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Flames of the Heart
The flames of my heartWere a violent redSpitting and spewingSparks of hatred They raged at the damageDone to my heartAnd resolved to burnUntil all fell apart The flames of my heartBecame a bitter blackSimmering and seethingIn deep, hidden cracks Over them churnedA festering pot of painAs I relived my traumaAgain and again The flames of… Continue reading
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Broken Trust
A lament My trust in people Has been eroded For when I needed help I instead was scolded I was branded with The mark of incompetence Derided for my Lack of resilience I opened up Exposed my emotions They stabbed my heart With a black poison Now their voices are Inscribed in my mind And… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 