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fred-terling
fred-terling
"Sleep, perchance to dream..." Bipolar disorder and brevity are my constant struggles. Warrior's mentality as I watch the pocketwatch fall slowly from the roof top.
Two pills left Three required Which of the two heads will emerge first The panic is palpable For now But there is tomorrow Then the next day The day after that The shadow wolf and the golem await Taking turns the dice Which will be first and at what frequency For now, the doppelganger paces And paces...
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 3:15 PM UTC
A Game of Chance
The call came in at five a.m. Weren't we supposed to Meet for lunch today? I guess we never will now Forever I had to tell mom the news Not sure I can ever forgive You for that walk to her door Then again, I guess I have no choice Forever Your children were with me For the first 48 hours The first time in a year I'd seen them Now they can visit anytime Forever All that's left is a box of ashes Cracked photographs of the two of us More of the whole family with you missing There will be more Forever With all of your pain and not taking my hand When you needed it most It may be selfish, I know But I won't see your signature smile again Forever
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Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 2:52 PM UTC
Forever
Cleave, sunder from the root Spilled forth on the soil Naked Afraid Rive, render from the pod Scorched from the sun Cracked Bleeding Shake, dither from the soul Scarred on torment Numbed Immobilized Breathe, utter the words Cried from memories Another dawn Another dusk Another night Another cycle
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Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 2:43 PM UTC
Permutation
I opened up my world to her I let her have it all I showed her things she'd never see So why'd she let me fall? I offered her my love and soul All the things I had I opened up my universe Yet why am I still sad The reason why my heart pumps gray And clouds have turned to lead She planted my love in an unmarked grave All the flowers dead
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 8:38 AM UTC
My Epitaph
That time of night Once again It thunders in My dreadful friend Static Prose The torment comes Immune Torture A voice of one Vision Mercy It has none Pain Worthless The deed is done The dawn creeps in Relief at last The night retreats A damaged past
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Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
Recompense