Just a little side project that I have going. I don’t add to it often.
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Poetry
Howling
The winds are howling,
Crying out to those they’ve lost.
The winds are howling,
Warning those to turn and recede.
The icy winds cut like a knife,
Severing life and limb and taking lives.
The icy winds cut like a knife,
No one is safe from their deadly bite.
Stop.
Listen to what she has to say.
Stop.
Take her advice, stay away.
If you must go,
Do not blame me.
She tried to warn you,
She is the vicious sea.
Just Dance
Just dance like no one is watching
Leave your worries and doubts, do not cry
May you never fall back to the person you were
You have a new life to live, it’s not bad.
Please promise you won’t stop moving
One step at a time is all it takes.
Believe in yourself, you can do it
Your heart and your soul – it now wakes.
Drowning
A sea of blackness wraps itself around me.
It’s embrace tightens itself like a noose around my neck.
The coldness of an arctic sea runs through me.
I feel colder, much colder, limp and more lifeless than ever before.
I try to call out but there is no noise.
I have no voice, there is no one left to hear my cries for help.
I try to grab something to stop me falling.
To stop me falling to my bitter end, but nothing is within reach.
The stark vastness, the nothingness, the neglected soulless body hangs limply.
As limp as a wet sheet of paper during torrential rain.
I am cold, bitterly cold. Cold water makes my skin burn like it is on fire.
A fire which can’t be put out as it doesn’t exist to start with.
Something starts to open up. There is a flicker of light in what seems to be a tunnel.
Far far away, the more i reach for it, the further away it seems to get.
A sense of confusion followed by disbelief and then panic.
Is this real? What is happening? Who’s there!?
A sense of calm washes over me. It is getting lighter. Much lighter and brighter.
The tightness around my neck vanishes. I am no longer restrained.
I am no longer cold. A sense of warmth pumping through my veins also washes over me.
I open my mouth and hear myself for the first time. I now have a voice.
I am free.
Time and Tide
Time flies so fast
The tide washes away what i live for
Tuesday quickly turns into Thursday
Tundra landscapes disappear for another winter
Under the cover of darkness i cry
Ugly memories surface at the most inappropriate times
Uttering under my breath, i try and make it all stop
Useless is how i feel most days of the week
Silence is something i never experience anymore
Sometimes i just wish i was dead
Studying others faces is something i do way too much
Sunny blue skies no longer make me as happy as they used to do
To whisper you a challenge
A challenge i put out there
For you to not speak aloud
Keep your voice to just a whisper
Stay as quiet as a mouse.
Say something you’ve been afraid to say
Say something out of character
Mention the one you’d die for
Say the honest truth.
Utter a line from your favourite song
Whimper like a pup so scared
Ponder how Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
Just tell someone you simply do not care.
Play a game just for fun
Keep things light of heart
Stay up late, enjoy yourself
But please… do not fart!
The invisible noose
For days, weeks and months
The noose has been getting tighter.
Tighter and tighter around my throat
Space to breathe or swallow feels almost non-existent.
Eating causes much discomfort
Food is like a coarse file,
Grating away the at insides of my throat
Food sticks in my throat like a hook in a fish’s mouth.
I’m not trying to be difficult
I just can’t find food that doesn’t hurt.
I am not being a snob to your cooking
I am sometimes scared to eat because of the swallowing.
I am scared as i don’t know what’s happening
An invisible noose tightens around my throat.
No amount of begging or praying loosens it
I have no control, none whatsoever.
River stones
Smooth and rounded, most things just slide by. Nothing really sticks around. Nothing physical anyway.
I am among many others all like me, some bigger or smaller, but we’re all ultimately the same. So many around me yet i am so alone.
Yet i am the one who feels what others don’t.
I am the one who feels the pain, who feels the iciness of life washing over everything on a daily basis. It is incredibly painful yet it is invisible so those who i want to understand, can’t.. or won’t.
It makes me want to wish this was the end. That the current would just pick me up like a piece of driftwood and carry me over the edge, into the turbulent waters below.
Surely it can’t be any worse than what i am currently having constantly wash over me.
Pain
Pain isn’t always a cut or a break,
Sometimes an overly hard squeeze
Is all it will take.
Tightness in the chest
Numbness or the inability to warm up
Listen to your body… rest.
A loved one just passed
A lover’s betrayal
It happens so fast.
We are stronger than pain
We can overcome anything
In the sunshine or the rain.
Pain.
No Control
Shaking.
Uncontrollable urges that don’t allow me to stand still.
I shake when i don’t want to.
Because of people who can’t control their anger.
I cry.
Tears of fear roll down my cheeks.
Those who made me cry show no remorse.
Heartless creatures with no soul whatsoever.
Anxiety grows.
I can’t function as i used to.
I constantly watch over my shoulder.
I fear the animal who has no intention of stopping the torment.
Depression sets in.
The threats, the anger, the heartlessness.
It’s all too much to handle, my body can’t take it.
My mind starts to thin violent thoughts of self-harm.
Death seems safer.
It seems like a better option than living.
It makes me feel like it’s the option to take the pain away.
There seems to be no other way t make things better.
I plead.
I plead for help.
I scream out for help but i have no voice.
No one can see my pain or hear me reaching out for the help i need.
It’s gone full circle.
My body trembles and shakes.
I am back to where i started, I’m shaking.
Those uncontrollable urges are back and i can’t stand still…
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