Flying high. Shot down fast. Trying to get by. Life was a blast. Tumbling sideways, Off a steep edge. Tough time, shit days. Gripping a crumbling ledge. Strength depleted, The void calls my name. Completely defeated. None left to blame. To fall is the choice, Between hope and despair. I still have my voice. And … Continue reading Avoiding The Void
Tag: ptsd
Thanksgiving Thoughts
SO usually I am pretty stressed on Thanksgiving. Between traveling and dealing with groups of people, it's just not my thing. The whole holiday season can be vey overwhelming for me in general. This year I am focusing on the positive instead of the negative. I am not freaking out and worrying about things outside … Continue reading Thanksgiving Thoughts
Panic at the…
Slinking through the crowd. Voices jumbled, colors loud. Walls are compacting, now closing. Mannequins imposting. Staring and over beating. Fleeing through molasses. Twisting turning, there go my glasses. Stopping, thrown through a loop. Breathing erratic, trying to regroup. Boxed in, can’t breathe. Panic stricken, need to leave. Thoughts racing, Legs bracing. Tear stricken cheeks. Worst … Continue reading Panic at the…
Tera Firma
My Feet on the ground, Head in the sky; but earthbound. Imprisoned — but free.
The Promised Land
The brazen breeze, and bitter taste. A thousand grains, not one a waste. Heat assaults without reason. Burning with tears of treason. The barren stretches will consume, all who falter in it’s womb. Blood stained land! By an act of man, or by the devils hand? Flesh of my flesh. Fused together we mesh, Blood … Continue reading The Promised Land
Emotional Tie-Dye
Colors blend in a deafening roar, an emotional roller-coaster tour. Being pulled up, down, left and right. Full-blown emotional plight. Red rings harder then blue, causing me to cry then stew. A volcano of fear and desire, the culmination of water and fire. Steamed up in an empty pot. My heart feels like a vacant … Continue reading Emotional Tie-Dye
Procrastination Vacation
Sometimes I take small vacations from reality. I find a corner of the room and draw, meditate, or read. Sometimes I get tunnel vision (especially when drawing). This enables me to disconnect from the parts of my life that are overwhelming. It's needed to decompress from the stress and overall chaos that life sometimes dumps … Continue reading Procrastination Vacation
Sensesual
Sight My hearts a flutter, From a mere glimpse of your eyes. I’m captivated. Touch My body quivers, As your silken hand touches mine. Graced by an Angel. Sound My ears are twice blessed, The definition of hot. Lust drips from your lips.
One Word
One word fell from your lips. Barbed metal and poison drips. A bullet locked and loaded. A life destroyed; imploded. Twisting through my cranium, leaving my body cold and numb. Hatred on an endless loop, leaving me alone, outside the group. Laughter rings in my ears. You preyed on my deepest fears. Sitting with my … Continue reading One Word
Late Night Soliloquy
Should I? Pondering the unanswerable, A quandary wrapped in an enigma. Palpable, but not quite tangible. Instant relief equals eternal stigma. Could I? The instrument is in my hand, A tool that can cure or destroy. The gesture is certainly grand, Is this delusion or a ploy? Would I? Can my sanity be bought? Is … Continue reading Late Night Soliloquy
One Regular Dad 