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the doomsday bell

I find myself again
struggling to comprehend
decisions made
truths never spoken
the life clock is closing in
nearing three minutes before
a new day begins
the doomsday bell is
calling me
I insist I am
innocent
the blood you see
is mine
I stand by the chosen path
though lonely roads await
my feet afirmly planted
on soils of old
albeit cold
I find a way
to manage

lost again

evil the fluids contained
the metal string wrapped
a foiled neck
a foiled plan
sobriety lost
once again

You need to eat more poetry

uncooked, the virgin shape

sustenance for

wandering souls

hiding in shadows

cast by the moon

void the light

darkness crave

a sacrificing hand

each page

as the moon needs

crying eyes

to wax

the poet

setting words

alight

squirting pen

Rapid fire from
a squirting pen
the bleeding a
gush of red
seeping through
cracks in
unfinished sentences
widening

swinging randomly

swinging both ways

I pass

urgent urgent

stay away

I approach

bat in hand

swinging randomly

the thief

the rapist

the power seeking

stretched prone along

the trail I’m leaving

behind

little white lies

with the passing of seasons
more frequent than before
colour blindness creeping in
when judgement calls are done
well defined truths no longer
stands the moral highground
the scrutinising committee
bypassed time after time
the pockets filled with
cover ups, a tippex rarely
used, two cans of white
spray paint- gloss and matt
up my sleeves
but worst of all the filter
I keep inside my head
only letting out the truths
I am prepared to face

Prompted by a @maxmundan prompt: little white lies

when no one says stop

drinking to feel less

drinking to feel more

drinking to awaken

all those slumbering thoughts

numbness wanted

numbness be gone

madness reigns

in this intoxicated

soul

longing for you

I hope you realise
without me saying
explicitly stating
I LOVE YOU
that I do in fact
love you
my heart has no way
to say otherwise
my head carries doubt
at times questions
it’s own sanity
but it finally comes to terms
with that which is
you
and fall in line
with the rest of me
which is only
longing for
You

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