Darkness

Eyes squeezed tight                                              Lightness forbidden                                                  Trust ungiven                                                        Power within                                                               I need none                                                                    I want none                                                                      All that is needed is One                                        To keep walls up                                                         Is freedom to me.

The darkness and what it is to me.

 

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The Breathe of Seas

nature at war
nature at war (Photo credit: JayD Photography)

 

“‘Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.’”

Psalm  42

Guilt weighs heavily on the Seas
Pounding waves drown the screams
Deeper currents
Hollow echoes
Wandering hearts
Numbing dreams
Lonely stars stalk endless sails
Salty oceans devour youth
Swallowed harbors
Empty ports
Waylaid warriors
Vacant homecomings.

 

Incomplete

This poem is about suicide. It is fiction and does not reflect my views on suicide. I hope I do not  offend anyone with this poem, and if I do I let me know and I’ll take it down. 🙂

 

With a bullet to the head

Shadow Wreath
Shadow Wreath (Photo credit: jeff_golden)

I end what is now

To begin what

Is unknown.

The fog of naïvety

Cloud over judgment

Only to clear away

When all is done and gone

Leaving only guilt

Regret

Hate

                    Loneliness

Fear

Sadness

All that is sought

Is not found

Shadows surround the vessel

That carried a withered soul

That was me

I cannot shout

Help

Don’t go

Don’t leave me

I changed my mind

Come back

They leave

me.

Alone with only my thoughts

Waiting

Pondering on old regrets

Broken hearts

Hurtful words

How useless now

What a waste

Why?

What was the use?

What did I achieve?

Questions old and new

Never to be answered

Soon I join the mute

Who voices and screams

Are never heard

Truly gone and forgotten

Overwhelmed

Thrust into new cages

I spend eternity living

What should have been

What could have been

I ended Incomplete.