A single tear, Rolls down my cheek. A single fear, Of which I cannot speak. A single drop, Hangs on my chin, I cannot stop, My haphazard grin. A single blade, Catches my tear. My fears degrade, When you come near. A single tear, or a drop of dew? To the grass both are true.
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Lost Souls – 3 Haikus
The Damned Dragged under the earth. Pulled apart by past demons. My soul burns brightly. The Forsaken Lost and forgotten, Swimming in the river Lethe. Soul lost forever. The Redeemed Pulled out of deaths grip. Ascending stairway of light. Forever shining.
The Loop
Twisted screams, tantric dreams. Carnal cravings, Crazed ravings. Byways. Highways. Red light. Paid delight. Flesh raw. Tooth and claw. On the brink. Rise and sink. Another casualty, Of causality.
Insomnia
Midnight... Daywalking through the night. Body rests, but my minds not right. Dreams weave into reality. Lids closed tight, but my eyes still see. Voices keeping me awake. Brain fog and joints ache. Alarm beeping and coffee steeping. 8 hours in bed — zero sleeping.
Growth
Light splashes onto the sponge like ground, Immediately absorbed by the hungry mound. Painting streaks of bright in a bleak land. Providing growth with a helping hand. Nature listened as the Sun would teach. They grew tall, but He was out of reach. The land is green and stands today, Reminding us all to find … Continue reading Growth
Sirens Song
In the middle of the vast sea, Sits a creature of of pure beauty. On a precipice of stone, She sits. Posed, but alone. Alluring as Aphrodite, Her aura shines so brightly. Her song floats upon a breeze. Bringing all men down to their knees. Ships lay broken and beaten from her spell. Attracted by … Continue reading Sirens Song
Cycles – 3 Haikus
Death Fear racks my body. Holding me underwater. Lungs burn for freedom. Limbo Starring down my past. Fighting for my very life. Strength bursts from my soul. Rebirth Transforming my fear. Into a source of power. Surviving the day.
Paradoxical Conundrums
Trapped in an open box. Plagued by an unseen pox. Stuck in wet cement. Unsure of life’s intent. Broken without a scar. Running, but can’t go far. Drowning in an empty pool. Benevolent but truly cruel. Problematic strife, Leads to a deathlike life.
My Storm
A Guest Post As I lie waiting alone in my bedTrains of thoughts circle my headMy mind races with worry and fearI start to fret as the storm gets nearI say to myself, “Everything will be fine”It’s not the truth, but it keeps me in lineI feel the storm raging in my soulThe storm arrives … Continue reading My Storm
Psychotic Episode
I’ve had many ups and downs. Some days I feel like I am slipping back into the void. When I say “void”, I am talking about the dark pit I’ve fallen into in the past. A place I haven’t been back to in years. I have visited this vile hellhole and gotten my toes wet, … Continue reading Psychotic Episode
One Regular Dad 