Truth
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The Black Beast
Concealed in the darkHidden amongst painA treacherous beast cowersFrom the light of day A fiendish foePretending to be a friendIts words of warningHave nefarious ends Among the rippling windsIn the twilight hoursFace the fearAnd confront its power In its coreIs a golden lightThat this black beastHad tried to hide 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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The Boy And His Circle
There was a boy Who decided one day That he would neverTake a risk again So he marked out safety With a circle of sticks He sat down in the middle And his tension released But a thought gnawed At the back of his mind What if what was safe Changed over time? How would… Continue reading
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Depression FM
Depression is like A background radio Tuning into stations Trying to shame you The news bulletins recount Your latest failed projects Talk shows discuss Your many character defects The DJ plays The latest diss tracks A game show host presents A quiz on your dark past I suffered for so long From this abusive broadcast… Continue reading
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Ocean of Doubt
I felt adrift In this mindless ocean Each wave a voice Begging me to listen They urged me to chase Riches and fame That these would be The antidote to my shame I drowned in this cacophony Of utter nonsense Each wave driven By a desire for profits So in the depths I quietened my… Continue reading
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Survival
Take one step forward No matter how small Keep getting up Every time you fall Invest in yourself And those around you In a world of deception Hold on to the truth When darkness swirls Whispering like a ghoul Reminding you of all the ways That you are a fool Then reach out In that… Continue reading
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From Dawn to Dusk
If you rearrange the word ‘depression‘, you can form the phrase ‘I pressed on’. Sometimes, recovery is just about getting from dawn to dusk without giving up. The sun rises A new day starts But morning for me Is when my heart goes dark A long shadow Is cast over my day As towers of… Continue reading
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A Court of Fear and Loathing
My thoughts gather On this spiral staircase Each one sneering With malevolent face They’ve all prepared Each one has a speech Either some accusation Or a declaration of defeat I spin round In this amphitheatre But my attempts at defence Will have no impact here Their white papers Rain down As cheers of derision Echo… Continue reading
Anxiety, Depression, Emotions, Fear, Guilt, Hope, Pain, Perfectionism, Poetry, Rumination, Trauma, Truth -
False Dawns
Have you ever had that feeling That horrible sensation? That sense of dread When things seem to be changing? When you begin to realise That all you ever wanted Is within your grasp Just moments from being granted? But you’ve been here before And it went wrong last time It was another false dawn Another… Continue reading
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Misery’s Pit
My last few poems have talked about the importance of expressing emotions. Here’s why I have learned that I cannot stay there. Some emotions are a trap. I have found that the pit that they dig has no bottom. So I am learning that after I have felt, I evaluate. Then I let go of… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 