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COUNTING SHEEP
Rest time at bed time is not always the best time
When I can't sleep.. they say to count sheep
But my sheep don't help me they keep me awake
My eyes scared to close incase my soul they take
I know it's an exercise to rest one's mind
My sheep in my head are not very kind
I try to count them jump as they say
Some of them run in the opposite way
Some are...
Tuesday 13th April 2021 2:03 am
Passion
Come in
Slide behind
Start our rhythm
Get on your grind
Forget my feelings
I'm losing my mind
Don't need real life
To you I'm blind
Can feel every ache
Wish I could rewind
Know I'll always be hurt
To you, I am confined
Just waiting for the day
To be reassigned
Backdated 10/7/19
Wednesday 9th October 2019 7:54 pm
5:00 AM
Can't sleep
Startled awake
Every turn
I see your face
Her innocence
You try to take
With no exit
Continue the chase
Always running
My hips, they ache
Strength to continue
I must find and embrace
Create an out
These walls I'll break
Try to heal
Memories that won't erase
Backdated 9/22/19
Wednesday 9th October 2019 7:49 pm
Bath Bomb (TRIGGER WARNING)
One foot in as she tests the waters,
Scorching hot, enough to revel in.
Tub over-flows as her body sinks,
Like her heart filled with so much sin.
Flames make shadows dance on walls,
Anxious they jitter from beneath the seam.
Chest tightens under the weight of 100 bricks,
As the air continues to thicken with steam.
Tile floor stained with a crimson splash,
So sure this way she would ne...
Wednesday 9th October 2019 5:37 pm
Bed Time
Bedtime
Do you ever lie there at night,
With memories running through your mind
of times gone by, to come, to never be?
I heard meditation lets you slow these down,
See all of them at once or not at all,
To just be there - thoughts floating through your mind
like tiny boats sailing the wind in a breeze,
Peacefully gliding through your consciousness
Like a kite rippl...
Friday 12th October 2018 11:17 am
Real Life Nightmare
Every moment to fear,
Forever holding back internal tears.
Life- so complicated,
forever indecisive.
The world too big, too scary,
my mind so full of queries.
Never certain, never happy,
each decision could be deadly.
An escapes impossible,
every outcomes implausible.
Sinking under water,
Always being taken for a martyr.
The pain runs so deep,
Barely able to ...
Sunday 17th June 2018 11:34 pm
THE END OF THE DREAM
As the sun peeps out
over misty morning hills
and the dawn chorus calls
with its piercing shrill,
the demons of the night
skulk slowly away,
a sidelong glance
at the few who got away.
He rises and stretches
and with sleepy eyes,
breathes a sigh of relief
and a laughing surprise.
The nightmare lingers
in his foggy mind
until a final shiver
leaves th...
Wednesday 15th July 2015 4:07 pm
Nocnitsa
Nocnitsa
the woods are dark and tangled
and the moonlight jangles white
along a twisted stony path
that leads away into the nowhere
a howling fills the stillness
overflowing like a scrabble
of beetles on porcelain tiles
in the shadows sits a something
with its head a leather pumpkin
oozing cherry-soda pus
and mewling for its mother
who is stalking just behind you
as you stumble thro...
Monday 9th March 2015 7:31 pm
Save me!
Please save me from this nightmare
I can't bear to keep on going this way.
I didn't know that this world could be so cruel.
I had tried repeatedly
to make it all ceased
but had failed every time.
I had tried to talk to one
but no one seemed to cared enough
to listen of what I had to say.
I had tried it all over and over again
but nothing changed.
Please save me from all the pain
fr...
Friday 24th October 2014 10:15 pm
From Beyond a Dream
And pluck at scarlet fruits behind my eyes;
They pirouette in seven’s, eight’s and nine’s
Then drown in reddened lakes in twenty-four’s.
Their sodden tutu’s, drink them up through straws
And on their bloated bodies, here, do dine -
They make the most delicious cherry wine
So do not think their death was without cause!
Then from their shelled rema...
Tuesday 24th September 2013 11:35 am
Ghostly Quiet
It was ghostly
quiet, not a
living soul around.
No one to
hear my cries.
If I should
die not to
be found.
There was only
silence, I felt
so scared and alone.
To pass away
and it not
to be known.
I clasped my
cross tight in
my hand.
I praye...
Friday 19th April 2013 6:50 pm
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