when everything
piled together
becomes too much,
what is there to do
but to lock up one’s feelings,
to lock up one’s thoughts,
to do away with one’s humanity
and become something hard
that can’t feel the pain
of a lost love,
of a lost child,
of a lost friend,
gone for good,
for no good reason.
pain
Confession of a habitual offender
poetryhaven’t I done this
many of times before
and yet I never learn,
never improve, instead
choosing to go down
the same old road,
over and over and over again
making a statement
in my selfishness and
watching the pain wash
over her contorting face
struggling to conquer the tears
and remain strong so as
not to be hurt anymore,
never again;
and so I harden a heart
by withholding my own.
No Longer Earthbound
poetryO the height I wish to aspire to
Impossible unless I require two
To glide, to soar in thoughtful gyres
All land and sky in my empires
cricks are a pain in my kneck
poetrynot much is worse than a crick:
crickling its way all over,
cricking with every movement,
being a cricking pain.
Emptiness?
poetryThe hollow, the hole
The emptiness in my hallowed heart
Has spat out all internal emotion
Creating therefore a lack of incentive medium
To speak the way I feel inside
As I do not know the truth of what may be spoken
Why I hate running
poetryCalves and Quads
burn with soreness
as I walk down stairs
wishing with each step
that I was in better shape
but not enough to keep running.
Hos-piss
poetryHospice
A word with all the powers of a magnet
Drawing things together
Somethings are shunned and wish to be repelled
But they always return
Others are accepted easily
But can never come back
Everything attracted has something in common
Power to express emotions
Love
Pain
Fear
Last wishes- like fire -are warm
But too much fire surrounding one self becomes
The source of more love
The source of more pain
The source of more fear
The smoke becomes a heavy blanket
Smothering its starter
To reduce the burden a stand must be made
One of courage where friends may be hurt
You can piss out the fire
But you cant piss out the pain
Great difficulty lies on the path where you try to be kind and loving
But sacrifices must be made
To live the rest of ones days with only the closest people to their heart.
