Poetry Drafts

black dog

So here we sit
together again
huddling in a corner of
The pit of Doom
Far above I hear
the blinding light show
you reach for me
But I cannot see
Your hand through the
Tears swelling
You refuse to join me
and I understand
you do it for me
want me to grow
You do it for me
so here we sit
Together again
My black dog
And me

All she wanted was a toy

Sorry. Sorry for your toy breaking and then going into hiding. Sorry for ignoring you for SIX BLOODY DAYS. Sorry for not eating properly, working too much and not looking after myself. Sorry for being stressed out over Brexit, the having no say and votes not used.ย  Sorry for your toy breaking again and for not go into hiding. Sorry for showing more of me than you wanted. Sorry for not realising that all you wanted was a toy.

inkeddiaries:

A heart
literally
breaking.

Then swept
into a
storm.

Surfing on the everglades
Vibrating to that
Universal rhythm
Of the background layer
the infinite and
finally
Becoming
One
Again

The maze

As you are
you shall remain
I will refrain
Yet again
From waking you

These words
Important words
Will wait for you
by your bed
At dawn

As the story goes
We run the maze
Blindfolded in a
Tornado fuled
Craze

I must go slow
It is imperative
As demons surround me
Can’t go faster
Too fast – your ring will show
Too fast – your offspring too
Too fast – you will go
Too fast – you will know
My secrets

Wanted you to know I was sorry

I awoke in a corner
feeling whipped and hurting
The inside a bottomless
Sea of fear
But which corner?
My bed had no corners
Darkness surrounded my
Open eyes as the mind
Started unravelling the
Events just passed
A loans shark
A debt
Violence seeking to explore
My weakness
I killed something
I escaped
Analysing my dream
I sent you a message
Knowing you slept in peace
Wanted you to know
I was sorry
If I had caused you pain and
My dream the price I
Had to pay
Sleep came eventually but
The fear remained
As day broke
your angelic voice
whispering soothing words
filled my heart
quashing all doubt
the love I feel
is real

I had to know

There was little else to do

I had know

Were you real or just an apparition

An Angel or Demon

I had to know

In the wee hours of the morning

When thoughts revolve around pillars

Of doubt and insanity

You were not real

Your thoughts only fragments of

My own imaginative mind

Your pain becoming my pain

A lie as there was only my pain

Retrofitted and amplified

I had to know

So I poked you and

Now I know

the truth

Silent

When tomorrow comes
I shall be silent
My voice will carry the void
set forth by those who rules
denying me and those alike
a say in that which matters most
I had a choice, to come or no
I have no say
in stay
or go

The Door

I gave her the key
to my inner sanctum
Where thought is Alfa
my word upon thy word
chiseled from patterns
grown for eons
I gave her the key
but didn’t show her
the door

about you

It doesn’t mean a thing
Our chats and
latenight calls
It doesn’t mean a thing
my sharing this and that
hidden deep within
It doesn’t mean a thing
I make you laugh and
laughter bounce
It doesn’t mean a thing
for you as this is you
about you for you
It does mean a thing
for me
though

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