Emotionally arrogant, All fucks are spent, Though there was none to be given. Life’s for the living, But I feel zombified. On the inside. Out here I have a wide stride. I paint my life as a collage, Snippets of self sabotage. No mistakes are made in vain, Failures just the downward train. But my … Continue reading Free Form
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Trauma – A Haiku
Searching for answers. Can lead to countless questions. Best to let it go.
Break in the Storm
A single drop. A prism of reflection. Paints my very soul, On the fabric of life. The sky weeps for joy, Washing my pain away.
Hall of Mirrors
Walking with a grin, plastered on my face. Slowly stepping, through time and space. Reflections of a tattered soul, reveal broken parts, of a sum-less whole. A familiar stare, bears down on me. A twisted version, an absurd facsimile. Halfway inside, on a broken track. A disorted dopelganger, tries to drag me back. A soliloquy … Continue reading Hall of Mirrors
Stranglehold
Victory... An established feat? Packed and secured. Or... Visceral and absurd. Fleeting and intangible? Or... Timely and manageable. An upward struggle fought, Is a cause that can’t be bought. So... Time well spent, And pure intent, Will bring you through. So never relent.
The In-Between
Trapped... Light hits the dark. Shadows spark. Substantially vague, Memories plague, My fractured mind. Gray in design, A blurred line. Pain without measure, But equally pleasure. Sight unseen, The In-Between.
Love – 3 Haikus
At First Sight Eyes catch fleetingly. Momentarily as one. Love born out of chance. The Work Sacrificial nights, A price paid in blood and tears. Grows love — abates fears. The Result An undying bond. Forged by an eternal flame. Love Is a Phoenix.
Quicksand
Caught... Distraught... A Single Thought... Why? Brain fried. Love denied. Stripped of pride. Awestruck. Cement Stuck. Out of luck. Stranded. Branded. Where have I landed? Fuck the plight, And this eternal night. I won’t go down, Without a fight.
Thunderstruck
Shaking. Fetal and cold. Alone. Story untold. Waiting. Hating. Debating. Noise without action. Can’t gain traction. Still life. Still strife. Frozen in place. No light, No fight or flight. Just this eternal night.
Fire
Tested. Bested. Hardly rested. Singed and burnt, The lessons learnt. A pause... Reflecting, Inspecting, Life neglecting. Focusing on the fire, Lead me to admire, My hearts desire. But... So much focus, Tends to cripple. Consequences ripple. I played life as a game, But sadly missed the flame.
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