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Richard Smith Feb 2019
One, two, three, four,
We all have them
Count once more
Two arms, legs,
Hands, feet,
So we can run, wave, greet
Not all are lucky
Some have one lost
Or even two or three
Lost in war
Born with a disability
So when you see a limbless person
Don’t look down upon them
Help them if they need
Embrace their stories
See the people
Richard Smith Feb 2019
Where or why the tears flow
I have no control
They seem to come from nowhere
Mostly when I am alone
Many people stand around me
Not seeing all my pain
I want to scream aloud
Although it would be done in vain
My ailments are invisible
You cannot see what’s wrong
And every day I wonder
Can I keep on being strong
Richard Smith Feb 2019
Bone weary, dog tired
Beaten, hanging, frazzled, fried
Knackered, shattered
Whacked or battered
This is how we live

The work is long
The time is short
No margin for things going wrong
They pay as little as they can
And take the lives of many

Generations old and new
Are worked so hard
As to be abused
Thrown away when thoroughly used
Replaced with one much younger
Richard Smith Feb 2019
Hello pain my old friend
Take time to heal they said
But even with time
You never left

The pills they supplied
Gave relief for a while
Until you returned
You couldn’t say goodbye

We embrace each day
To the mirror I say
I’ll get through it I’m strong
Always hoping I’m not wrong

Pain you make me sit and weep
Sometimes I can’t stay on my feet
The tears fall free
Won’t you please let me be

One day I will be free of pain
My friend you won’t come back again
I pray that day I soon will see
That you will have the heart to leave
Richard Smith Jan 2019
I want to give you the world in box
Tied with a beautiful bow
To give you everything you could ever want
Because I love you I hope you know
Every star twinkling in the night
Would be yours in the blink of an eye
The diamonds from every mine in the world
Would be worthless if you weren’t mine
With you at my side I am happy
I walk around lighter than air
But the day that you’re gone
Is the day that I die inside
Swallowed by endless despair
Richard Smith Jan 2019
I wish I could show my emotions
Not just write them on a page
That I act like such a coward
Fills me with a useless rage
Instead of just unloading
I choose to bottle up
All the things I should be saying
But my mouth I just keep shut
Richard Smith Jan 2019
We are all different
None the same
So who are we
To judge insane
To see the world
Through different eyes
The things you’d see
Such sweet surprise
Describe a colour
With my senses
Feel freedom from
Enclosing fences
Built by peers
Sane and normal
Doctors probing
Pills and potions
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