Trauma
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A Heart of Pain
My heart quivers Rattles in its cage For it has so much That it longs to say With every clench It expels words Every tightening An expression of hurt The arteries engorge Swell under the pressure As they carry the message To its listener Through tortuous vessels Both lesser and greater Until at last it… Continue reading
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The Words They Chose to Say
They wrote their words On my skull Now under the waves My head, they pull They judged me When they didn’t even know me Ruled me out When they didn’t know my story Words they threw With little thought Like poisoned darts In my mind, were caught Now I hear them Every single day The… Continue reading
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Shadow Birds
A lament Shadow birdsPerch on lanternsMigrating dailyFrom their home in the mountains Their dispiriting criesPierce the glassAnd make their homesIn people’s hearts They spread outTheir gloomy wingsAnd summon miseryFrom hidden springs Winged sorrowsOf times gone byReturn each nightTo make people cry Continue reading
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Left Behind
A lament EverydayI start undergroundHearing the footstepsOf everyone else pound I must get up earlyTo try to catch upSo that I am notLeft in the dust Some days I make itOn others I fallSometimes I am assaulted By nasty things that crawl But whatever the circumstanceOr how hard I chaseI always start at a disadvantageIn… Continue reading
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Black Heartstone
They took my heartstoneTo a poisoned riverThey held it underUntil my soul withered That precious gemThey stained it blackDrained its goodnessBefore giving it back It sank in my chestA dragging anchorBound to the sinkingShip of my anguish I sat with itBy the pool of my tearsAnd wept untilShimmering cracks appeared The glowing jewel underneathHad not… Continue reading
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Don’t Wake the Monster
Don’t wake the monster That sleeps in his mind It broods in its fortress Of a thousand whispered lies With bared teeth, it snarls Accusing with its claws It thrashes in hysterics Screaming at his flaws The struggle is brutal To put it back in its box On the darkest days The fight never stops… Continue reading
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Broken Table
A poem on restoration Splintered wood Cracks spreading This is the momentThe table has been dreading A shuddering collapseLegs buckle and break As the table crumples Under its own weight But this tragic tableOnce broken by pain Will be rebuilt by His hands And will stand again Continue reading
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We Are Machines
A poem on toxic productivity They say producing is all That really matters To make things of worth And to make them faster They say we are machines Churning out produce We’re trees in a vineyard All our worth in our fruit But fruit fails And machines crack Achievements shine briefly Then fade into black… Continue reading
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Desecration
Desecration Of the heart His dreams mocked And torn apart Carefully crafted Over many years Careless guests Covered them with smears The pearly marble Was blown to ash Intricate pottery Was mishandled and smashed Fragile vases He had strived to preserve Were maligned untilThey lost all worth He was left alone Sitting in the ash… Continue reading
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Fire and Decay
The king wanders his hallsEerie and blackenedThe smoke forming figuresReplaying what had happened His ancient hallsHad burned to ashHis glory, his legacyNow charred scraps He found old masterpiecesVivid frescos stained blackIntricate landscapes and portraitsOnce made by his hand Many had delightedIn this operatic hallBut the walls weakened from wearAnd were destined to fall Then this cursed fireHad gutted this… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 