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964 · Sep 2014
Son of no Cross (Fiction)
KarmaPolice Sep 2014
Mistaken father, i'm not here to pray,
Or confess my sins, to you today,
Your bible brings, no inner peace,
Your rules abused, no soul released,

A holy disciple, twisted your words,
Tears and torment, all that was heard,
In a place of worship, for only the few,
Told me silence, would bring me to you,

Muted words, brought only shame,
Corrupted my soul, tortured my brain,
A life of crime, no retribution,
Local news, provided a solution,

  ----

Cold steel, a stormy night,
A chapel exposed, in thunderous light,
The door opened, to a church of lies,
Recognised words, tears in his eyes,

Praying I forgive, praying I forget,
Praying his god, will pay off his debt,
The thunder roars, a burning light,
The gates of hell, opened tonight.

No remorse,
For my actions taken,
A son of no cross,
Forever forsaken.
964 · Nov 2023
Lost At Sea IV
KarmaPolice Nov 2023
I break the surface
As the water recedes
I'm no longer fighting
Washed up in the weeds

I look for the voice
Calling out to me
Feeling the sand
Away from the sea

I crawl for a while
Then stand on my feet
I take a few steps
Snow following sleet

I walk for the hills
The sun escapes me
The night draws in
Moon lights the quay

There on the pier
You waited for me
You never gave up
You kept calling me

The pain in my heart
I left in the sea
No longer distressed
I'm finally free

By Darren Wall
960 · May 2014
The Old Robot
KarmaPolice May 2014
The tired old robot came to rest,
Years of working, left him worn and distressed,
His batteries lacking power, he walked without grace,
The lights dimming, on his dented old face,

Rust makes him brittle, seizing up his hands,
Joints lacking oil, clogged with debris and sand,
His circuit’s burn, as the sparks rattle his brain,
His memory corrupted by electrical rain,

Reaching the end, after all these years,
The robot cries, his battery tears,
Crashing to the ground, falling apart,
As the power slips, from his computerised heart.

There he lay, upon his back,
As the wind covered, his final tracks,
Placed upon the scrapheap, stripped of his parts,
They carefully removed, his memory and heart,

Words read from, the old kindle book,
As they restored his body, with the classic old look,
Wires refreshed, the burning of solder,
Faint light returns, to his classic controller,

One final piece, to power his soul,
The heart replaced, in the mechanical hole,
Twitching fingers, he opened his eyes,
Met with cheer, and emotional cries,

Holding his hand, were Robots restored,
Embracing each other, mechanical applause,
As Light beamed, from behind the seventh,
He spoke..........
"Welcome my son, to robotic heaven"
949 · Dec 2016
Prisoner of the mind
KarmaPolice Dec 2016
I am a prisoner
Confined
Locked by the thoughts
In my mind
History frozen
In time
Reliving the moment
Of crime
943 · Jul 2014
Socially Flawed
KarmaPolice Jul 2014
The paranoia of the world today,
Escalated by the Social way,
A local crime, spread through the world,
Differing opinions to the events unfold,

The words spread like a virus, infecting us all,
Crushing our confidence in our politics and law,
Similar crimes, group with the last,
We worry the present, is more dangerous than the past,

Scared to go out, we shop online,
In fear of being the next victim of crime,
We lock up our doors, keep our children inside,
So we can watch closely over our pride,

When will it stop, the fear in us all?
That is etched upon the updates...
Of the Media's wall.
931 · Jul 2019
Reset
KarmaPolice Jul 2019
Take me back
To times of tranquility
In a time of peace
And mental stability

To escape my feelings
Of guilt and regret,
All the trauma and pain
I just...cannot forget

Where my mind is pure
With social innocence
Deaf to their words
Of cynical influence

Where fear is a myth
A story of fiction
Condemned by verse
To eternal extinction

I could be..

Free from the trauma
Free from the pain
I can erase my history
And walk tall again

By Darren Wall
KarmaPolice Oct 2016
He sat by the fire and raised a glass
Mumbling words from his secret past
I watched him wipe some tears away
As he recalled their final days

As a curious child, I wondered why
My heroic father would sit and cry
Or scream out, from his soaked bed
Pleading to stop the noise in his head

We would hide away, each bonfire night,
In fear of the noise, the smoke and the light
He thought our home was under attack
Lost in the daze of a random flashback

As he grew old I understood why
This brave soldier would sit and cry
He lost his family not bound by blood
Witnessed things that no human should

Mental scars burned deep in his mind
From the devastation, he left behind
He was a prisoner of war every day
Locked in a memory…
...his mind would replay
(Fiction)
862 · Aug 2014
Old Love/New Love
KarmaPolice Aug 2014
Old Love,
Hardened my Soul,
New Love
Made me feel whole,

Old Love
Made me regret,
New Love,
Made me forget,

Old love,
We reminisce,
New Love,
I remember her kiss,

Old love,
Covered the cracks,
New love,
Made our own tracks,

Old love,
I miss you too much,
New love,
Can't compete with your touch,

Old Love,
Set my world on fire,
New Love,
Just what I desired,

Old Love,
Please take me back,
New Love,
Packed all my bags,

Old fool,
Feels ashamed,
Old Fool
Only himself to blame.
838 · May 2014
From the Rubble
KarmaPolice May 2014
Drifting in and out of consciousness,
As the blurred images come to light,
The ringing of my damaged ears,
Greeted by the smouldering sight,
-
Rubble all around me,
Smoke dense, as it burns my throat,
Blood dripping down my fingers,
Stepping over winter coats,
-
My anxious screams for help,
Drowned out by ringing ears,
Tripping over unknown objects,
As I am faced with all I feared,
-
The dense smoke clearing,
Bodies scattered amongst the cold,
Light captures their innocence,
Drawing out their traumatic souls,
-
Falling to my knees I watch,
As his hand collects them all,
Tears run down my broken cheek,
As I await his beckoning call,
-
The ringing of my ears fade,
The pain no longer there,
As my soul leaves my chest,
To climb his awaiting stairs,
831 · Feb 6
Sirens (Alternative)
KarmaPolice Feb 6
His senses hold him prisoner
Overwhelmed and alone
Walls were his burden
The light too much to bear

The soaked linen of yesterday's news
Stained with fear from battles before
Eclectic hoarding and microwave meals
Swallows a sharp suit and a badge

Headlights cast broken shadows
Each a spectre of the past
Empty scotch and cigarette holes
A slow crawl to solitude

Light burns through a slither
Heart beating through the walls
Strangled by the sirens
That triggered him before

He needs to be cradled
Yet no one comforts him
He rocks back and forth
Rhythmic on the floor

Screams muted by paralysis
Silence pervades the void
Fractured by the rasp and
A crescendo of emotions

The warning bells pass
They did not come for him
His symphony of sorrow
Plays out to an empty room

By Darren Wall ©
820 · Feb 2017
Burden
KarmaPolice Feb 2017
Here stands a man
A shadow of himself
Burdened by guilt
And failing health

Yet on the outside
You would fail to see
The trauma and pain
That resides within me

My apparent smile
Is perceived as joy
A simple disguise
I like to employ

My social disdain
Is seen in reflection
Yet...I masquerade
To avoid your attention

But as time passes by
The cracks, they appear
Leaking my soul
Through a solitary tear

Keeping a distance
Is the only way
To stop the trauma
Releasing today
818 · May 2015
Natures Loss
KarmaPolice May 2015
The first drop fell, upon your skin,

As nature shed her first tear,

The sky grey from mourning,

As war, ravaged you all here,



Breathing through your branches,

Cooling you with snow,

Warming you with sun rays,

But you refused to grow,



The earth you lay, was poisoned,

Neglected, beyond all repair,

Your mother held you closely,

As waste consumed the air,



She flooded the world with tears,

Burying all the earth below,

Laying rest to her only child,

As she finally let him go.
815 · May 2014
There you lay
KarmaPolice May 2014
I found you there, lying on the tarmac,
Dressed in a suit, your hair gelled back,
People walking by, hadn't got a clue,
Too busy in their minds, but I could see you,
~~~
Car's driving by, gesturing at each other,
Unaware of a body, lying undiscovered,
Commuters in the way, I struggle through the rush,
Stubborn moans, as they refuse to budge,
~~~
Twisting my ankle, stumbling off the kerb,
Knocked off the pavement, by this one way herd,
Calling out to you, I asked if you're okay.
You didn't respond, so still that you lay,
~~~
Checking your vitals, your eyes open wide,
Ignoring my calls, like you wanted to hide,
I call for some help, a policeman walks by,
Oblivious to us both, as you let out a cry,
~~~
More people look around, they see you there,
Rubber necking as they, gather and stare,
The policeman asked, if you were okay,
You didn't respond, so still that you lay,
~~~
Calling an ambulance, as commuters watch,
A vagrant on a bench, clutching his scotch,
People calling over, Will he be okay?
We didn't respond, so still that you lay,
~~~
Arrival of a paramedic, and an off duty Nurse,
Reading your vitals, talking chapter and verse,
Interrupting them both, we asked if you were okay,
They didn't respond, so still that you lay,
~~~
Movement of your eyes, as you whisper a sound,
A moment of silence, as you look around,
I lay down beside you, to listen to your words,
The commuters muted, in their gathering herd,
~~~
You said
~~~
The reason I'm lying in the road is....
~~~
Newsflash on the Radio,
A city sleeps,
Thousands laying down,
Refusing to speak,
We asked for an update, from commissioner grey,
He didn't respond, so still that he lay,
~~~
End of Transmission
Based upon the video for Radioheads Just single.
808 · Nov 2014
For the fallen
KarmaPolice Nov 2014
For the fallen


The world is such a tormented place,
Haunted by the insecurities of every race.
Obsessed with greed and absolute power,
The dictators rained on the weak,
With a gun filled shower.

Brave men were enlisted to bring peace to the land,
To help the weak be strong and to make a stand,
Women and children were left abandoned, alone,
While their men were out fighting protecting our home.

Families shattered by one single blast,
Congregating together in one single mass.
Weeping beside a freshly dug grave,
Lay a widow wishing that he had not been so brave.

We will remember him always for his courage and valour,
By honouring his name in silence upon the eleventh hour.
Rest in peace my friend we are forever in your debt,
We will pray for you all.... lest we forget.
784 · Mar 2016
The Journey
KarmaPolice Mar 2016
I see the trees are painting
Graceful scenes for you
The wind slowly whispers
To the sky of grey and blue

The clouds break in silence
Light warms the earth below
The path of ice beneath me
Basks in the morning glow

Leads me to Flanders fields
Your silhouette appears
The crosses of memorium
A deliquesce of tears

The peacefulness resounding
My emotions run away
By the name that greets me
On your remembrance day
775 · Jun 2014
Help
KarmaPolice Jun 2014
Self help
-----------
To break the weight,
Of depression,
And free oneself,
From cyclic procession,
Requires motivation,
Courage and fire,
To fight off the demons,
Down in the mire,
And see the light,
On a dark day,
Opening the doors,
That block your way,
Talking to others,
Old and new,
Escaping the silence,
Binding you,
-----------
No help
------------
A small step forward,
Some steps back,
Moments of joy,
Clouded by black,
Family and friends,
Other side of town
Scared to speak,
Mental breakdown,
Medicated journey,
Rambling words,
Paranoid doors,
Unsettled nerves,
-----------
Right help
-----------
Road to recovery,
Reduction in stress,
Mind full of therapy,
A lot to digest,
Small hurdles,
Progressively bigger,
Reaching my goal,
Mind pulls the trigger,
No self pity,
No clouds of black,
Beating my demons,
No looking back.
757 · May 7
Kin Abandoned
KarmaPolice May 7
They shed no tears as the bridges burned
A lingering stench of phantosmia remains
No pouncet box can mask the memories
Their shame leaks through guilty pores

By Darren Wall ©
755 · Apr 2014
What would mother do?
KarmaPolice Apr 2014
Wise words spoken,
Sleeping mind awoken,
Social media is broken,
Her advice come through,

I refused to nominate,
As I start to contemplate,
Realising my own fate,
What would mother do,

She would say, listen son,
No such thing as harmless fun,
It's not like they hold a gun,
So why should you go through,

If they said climb up high,
And freefall through the sky,
With no chute to deploy,
Would you still go through?

Why don't you just be a man,
Pass up on their stupid plan,
Not drink petrol from a can,
Necknominate a truce,

Fill a box with hearty food,
Help another lift their mood,
Start a trend on different views,
Help your fellow man,

Time to go and make her proud
As I look into the clouds,
My own trend singing loud,
I did this all for you,
739 · Jan 2015
A Fathers Fear
KarmaPolice Jan 2015
Breaking news,
Of a traumatic kind,
Numbing my body,
Torturing my mind,

As I witness,
Youthful innocence,
Oblivious to the hatred,
Of cultural indifference,

My childs fears are simple,
Her world is not the same,
She is a little princess,
Enjoying her fun and games,

But how can I protect her,
And keep trauma from her eyes,
In a world full of corruption,
Where the innocence has died.

I can only pray her future,
Is faced with a cultural belief,
That regardless of our differences,
We can live our lives in peace.
737 · Jan 1
Lost at Sea III
KarmaPolice Jan 1
A moment of solace
Destroyed by the sea
It's pulling me under
I cannot break free

I cling to the boat
My nails digging in
The raging storm
Battling within

A torrent of water
Crushing my chest
Pinning my body
Causing distress

My mind floods
I'm drowning in fear
Helplessly watching
My end drawing near

I hear my name
As you call for me
You settle the noise
The storms and the sea.

The light disappears
My life fades to black
I struggle to breathe
But you pull me back
729 · Jun 2014
Feast of Sins
KarmaPolice Jun 2014
Sipping from the glass, like a fine wine,
The aroma of your body, simply divine,
Full blooded Italian, dripping down my face,
Dabbed with silken cloth, delicate in taste,
----
Conversation ends, passion no longer there,
Hunger replaced the lust, quiet as you stare,
The pallor of your skin, an array of grey's and blue,
Thirty minutes pass, since I devoured you.
----
I watch your body age, as bones depart your skin,
Your blackened heart remains, a reminder of your sin,
A lady of pleasure, turned her back upon the light,
Into the arms of Nosferatu, as I stalked you through the night.
720 · Apr 2014
For the fallen
KarmaPolice Apr 2014
The world is such a tormented place,
Haunted by the insecurities of every race.
Obsessed with greed and absolute power,
The dictators rained on the weak,
With a gun filled shower.

Brave men were enlisted to bring peace to the land,
To help the weak be strong and to make a stand,
Women and children were left abandoned, alone,
While their men were out fighting protecting our home.

Families shattered by one single blast,
Congregating together in one single mass.
Weeping beside a freshly dug grave,
Lay a widow wishing that he had not been so brave.

We will remember him always for his courage and valour,
By honouring his name in silence upon the eleventh hour.
Rest in peace my friend we are forever in your debt,
We will pray for you all.... lest we forget.
700 · Sep 10
Pain
KarmaPolice Sep 10
You took a sip of my pain,
And mocked your fellow man.
Take the whole bottle-
Let's see if your
Still standing

Man

By Darren Wall ©
698 · Sep 2014
War and Peace
KarmaPolice Sep 2014
Words
Are
Real

Allies
Not
Defeated

Public
Elated
And
Children
E­mbrace
694 · Jun 2014
Twenty Nine
KarmaPolice Jun 2014
Out in the dark, no light ahead
Finding my way, weary I tread,
The door is ajar, lucky for me,
Creeping inside, nothing to see,

The smell of death, like no other,
Feeling around, I try to discover,
Creaking stairs, leading the way,
To the room, where I used to stay,

Fumbling round, temporary light,
Blood splattered walls, traumatic sight,
Broken glass, her favourite wine,
His last moments, frozen in time,

Turned over bed, a false board,
Revealing the past, a glorious hoard,
Money in bags, a book and a gun,
All that’s required, for a man on a run.

Slipping out in the dark, no way back,
Smouldering building, no longer intact,
The streets lead the way, sirens ahead,
A back door brothel, providing my bed,

Altered appearance, a well groomed man,
Fighting for vengeance, a murderous plan.
Part 29 of Thomas Rose
674 · Nov 2014
The Cost Of Addiction
KarmaPolice Nov 2014
He lurks in the darkness,
Adrenaline pulses through his body,
The trembling of his hands,
Shows his desperation....

He needs your money

Eyes sunken, dark circles around,
He pushes his greasy hair back,
With his tobacco stained fingers,
His feet rotten to the soles,

Ulcerated needle points,
Run like dominos up his arm,
Past his man made tattoo,
Sweating through his dishevelled clothes,

He waits......

His lips crack as his grin widens,
You are walking alone...again,
Pulling your trolley behind,
As your head stoops low,

Easy victim........

Out of the darkness he comes,
The adrenaline takes control,
His heart spasms,
Collapsing to the floor,

He scores no more
663 · May 2014
Resurrected /10w
KarmaPolice May 2014
Life ends
In death
And
Resurrected
Through babies first
Breath
651 · Jul 2014
Moving On? (Fiction)
KarmaPolice Jul 2014
Moving on, how does it work?
Do I erase you existence?
Or keep it in a box?
Do I turn love into hate?

..For  you leaving me alone.

When I cry in my sleep,
Shall I not call your name?
And replace your picture,
With an empty frame?

Do I mourn like the others?
Or just blame myself?
For not understanding,
Your frail mental health.

Do I lay some flowers?
Or a permanent shrine?
To the nearest point,
Upon the mainline,

Do I join a charity?
And fight in your name,
To prevent another,
Doing just the same,

Answers I need,
To the questions unheard,
The silent killer,
Of a flightless bird,
636 · Jun 17
Flashback (Revised)
KarmaPolice Jun 17
My husband sits for days on end,
Staring through his vacant friend.
My tearful words fall alone,
His mind resides in combat zone.

A man replaced by shell so cold,
Numbed by scars of war untold.
Violent dreams he lives each night,
Lashing out at all in sight.

He returns to war inside his head,
Trauma stained by all the bloodshed.
A trigger pulled, his mind released,
Begging for all thoughts to cease.

His scars remain, but can't be seen,
Buried deep inside his dreams.
I wish that I, could set him free,
From the damaging effects of PTSD.

I pray for the day he's finally home,
So the trauma of war can leave us alone.

By Darren Wall
621 · May 2015
Thomas Rose (1)
KarmaPolice May 2015
Chapter 1
?

Most children my age, have a place called home, ?
Parents or siblings, they are never alone,
Have their own room, with clothes on their back, ?
Food on their plate, piled in a stack, ?

Well educated, a wealth of close friends, ?
But for me?. It is hard to pretend, ??
Eating scraps off the floor, no water or food,
A derelict home, no light in the fuse, ?

No brothers or sisters, not a friend in sight,
Forgotten by the world, I lay here tonight.
Dishevelled clothes, trainers hang of my feet,
Winter descends, snow following sleet, ?

Tiles missing, the wind sets a chill, ?
Huddled in the corner, I await her still. ??
She walks the street, hour after hour,
Collecting the funds, for an ****** flower,

I can sit here all night, yet she will fail to return, ?
I'm second to addiction, I have soon come to learn, ??
Pain in my stomach, freezing I stare, ?
The door creaking, but no one is there,

Sirens in the distance, I wish they'd find me,
Too weak to get up, too dark to see, ??
Twenty four hours, I lay here alone,
Shivering in cloth, through to the bone,

Tears fading, they serve no use, ?
They cannot save me, from years of abuse.
Commotion outside, unable to shout, ?
Too ill for fear, impending blackout, ?

Door kicked in, they rush in and see, ?
The fear grips the room, as they find me. ??
In the hospital, I awake alone, ?
No mother beside me, I should've known, ?

A woman attended, called me by name, ?
I knew that my life, would never be the same.
Part one, feedback welcome.
618 · May 2014
The Edge
KarmaPolice May 2014
The Edge


The breeze on my neck, distracts me so,
The intensity diminishes for my reasons so,
I return to my anger, my reasons for here,
Standing on the edge, lacking the fear,

Concussed by the pressure of the daily life,
The blunt reality of my every day strife,
Grey walls stare at me in my four by four box,
You might as well bound me, entrap me with locks,

Bare my weakened shoulders with meaningless tasks,
Despondent no more as my well-being crashed,
Which led me to here, standing upon this cliff,
Staring fear with both eyes, as my toes start to lift,

Distracted once more by natures glorious call,
Which encompasses my body, makes me walk tall,
Away from the edge, I let the earth lead the way,
Leaving the locks that once bound me, broken this day.
605 · Feb 3
Bondless
KarmaPolice Feb 3
The hero of mine
My closest kin
Protector of fear
Where do I begin?

A mind of books
A wild story teller
Helping me sleep
Brothers bestseller

You took me away
On the high seas
We fought armies
Bullies and Thieves

I idolised you brother
Always by your side
Bikes from the shed
We'd go out for a ride

Long summer nights
Watching the skies
Satellites passing
Stars filled our eyes

But...

Youth escaped us
We were no longer free
The weight of life
Came down on me

The sun didn't shine
The shadows grew long
I searched for you
I tried to be strong

I missed your stories
I needed you brother
We drifted apart
From one another

I tried to reach you
But silence befalls
Keeping me out
Surrounded by walls

Ten long years
Since I saw you last
Only memories remain
Left long in the past

I really don't want
Our story to end
But our bond is..
Too fragile to mend

By Darren Wall ©
My PTSD doesn't just affect me, it pushes those you love away. They can't understand why you are not the man you were before. It's difficult, but it is what it is.
602 · Jan 2018
Reflection
KarmaPolice Jan 2018
Upon reflection,
I see the past,
Stained with tears,
On broken glass,

Years of pain,
And near despair,
Kept fragile shards,
Beyond repair,

Mirrored soul,
Shows the cracks,
Historic scars,
Panic Attacks,

Mind resides,
In contemplation,
Picking apart,
The situation,

Finding solace,
In desperation,
Triggered grief,
Upon ones reflection.
598 · Aug 2014
Summer 1993
KarmaPolice Aug 2014
A bunch of hyenas,
They circled around,
Weapons in hand,
Sinister and proud,

Stopped in their tracks,
Tension in the air,
A child witness,
They didn't care,

A quick escape,
No route back,
Cowardly *******,
Begin their attack,

Prone position,
Time stands still,
Screaming sisters,
A summers chill,

Running away,
From where he lies,
Blood stained jacket,
Traumatic cries,

Police arrive,
Crowds disperse,
Family gather,
Expecting the worst,

A road to recovery,
Their day in court,
Sentence given,
Tragically short,

Time heals,
Scars fade,
Memories remain,
History replayed,

A twist of fate,
On a dark day,
Found him love,
That took it away,

Moving on,
His family grew,
Childs laughter,
Pulled him through,

This family man,
Can always walk tall,
He took on his troubles,
And conquered them all.
A True story
595 · Dec 2016
In Limbo
KarmaPolice Dec 2016
Deep in thought
Consumed by fear
I watch them fight
Their own ideas

They speak for me
They speak for them
They speak as though
I’m mute again

My tears run slow
Eyes well with dread
Their sermons preached
As though i’m dead

Yet I am here
My mind’s intact
As they expose
The hairline cracks

Decisions made
They all agree
Awkward eyes
Return to me

Papers passed
My future laid
Represented
By union trade

I sit at home
I wait for news
I look online for
Similar views

Breaking down
My body aches
As I endure
Life mistakes

Repeat

*Showing the inhuman side, when policy and procedure comes out to play
592 · Apr 2018
Mindless Media
KarmaPolice Apr 2018
Judgmental eyes
And septic tones
The Illiterate views
Of a mindless clone

Their brain sparks
At headline news
They follow the herd
Missing the clues

Making assumptions
Lacking the facts
Finding their prey
To launch an attack

They stir up hatred
And dish out blame
Keyboard warriors
Resilient to shame

Provoking responses
Encouraging hate
Feeding on trauma
Served on a plate

Selling papers
Creating division
Spreading their lies
To fund their addiction

By Darren Wall
571 · Apr 2014
Break the cycle
KarmaPolice Apr 2014
Broken window,
Damaged door,
Tempers rising,
Personal war,

Clenched fists,
Raised heart,
Eyes bulging,
A man apart,

Words fail,
Closed ears,
Red mist,
Own fears,

Locked door,
Black eye,
Help me,
She cries,

Angry man,
Local law,
He resists,
Once more,

Overnight,
Changed heart,
Apologetic,
New start,

Spilt glass,
Angry man,
Beaten wife,
Changed plan,

Courage found,
To walk away,
And escape,
His drunken ways,

New life,
No fear,
Only joy,
Draws tears,
568 · Dec 2015
Cyclic (Final Edit)
KarmaPolice Dec 2015
We will succeed in stripping you apart,
Exposing your chest and crushing your heart,
Exposing your mind to collective lies,
Twisting your thoughts to their murderous cries,

Forcing your stance on their pedestal high,
Cutting your wings as you fall from the sky,

They left him cold; he succumbed with distress,
Anxiety forced upon weakened chest,
All the black and white pictures the media pressed,
Were tainted with lies a corporate mess,

They dragged his carcass through the public mire,
Flaming their cause and they set him on fire,
They watched him burn his former self,
Leaving his spirit crushed, by failing health,

He then slipped away

In to the troubled path of cyclic noise,
History bleeds within the brain it destroys
Based upon the stories behind the media and the destruction it leaves. It is fiction.
554 · Jan 1
Brother
KarmaPolice Jan 1
I only asked for your presence
I didn't want to call you again
I didn't expect you to mock me
As I, tried to process my pain

I'm sorry I expressed my sadness
I'm sorry I needed a hand
I didn't want to burden you
I hoped that you'd understand

I'm sorry I battled my demons
I'm sorry I shared my distress
I'm sorry but I was drowning
With Post Traumatic Stress

I didn't expect the silence
I didn't expect the blame
I suffered for my illness
I upset the family name

I had to hide my demons
I kept my sorrow confined
I watched you move on..
Without me,
As I was left behind

Time has left a stranger
I'm not the brother you know
In order to help me heal
I had to let you go
549 · Jan 1
The Fall (Haiku)
KarmaPolice Jan 1
Is the tree falling
When time has left it still
Slow path it's crossing
515 · Aug 2019
Lost at Sea I
KarmaPolice Aug 2019
I'm drifting out to sea
Where the storms brew
At peace with the thunder
Entranced by the view

The lighting leads
As my eyes fixate
The violent storm
Communicates

I can't hear your cries
I can't feel your pain
Blind to your attempts
To save me again

The sea crashes
I slip further away
Trapped and alone
It's easier that way

I'm lost in the storm
That keeps you away
Don't cry for me now...
I'll find my own way.
514 · Jun 17
Embers
KarmaPolice Jun 17
After years of silence,
I realised
That my kin
No longer inhabited
My world.

I was discarded,
Mentally neglected,
And...
Cast aside.

My tears rang
Like tinnitus,
Disturbing their peace
And pride.

The familial stench
Of shame
Slowly infected
Them all.

A broken brother,
Ravaged by life,
Consumed
By fate.

Lost to the embers
Of time.

By Darren Wall

©
510 · Oct 2015
Her Shadow
KarmaPolice Oct 2015
I'll be forever in her shadow,
In the darkness I wait,
The situation consumes me,
As I'm left to contemplate,

I look exactly like her,
In every single way,
I mimic her movements,
It’s a game I like to play,

I blend with her shadows,
I follow her when she leaves,
I know her every mannerism,
I even copy how she breathes,

We tread the route together,
Picking flowers in the sun,
Sharing the memories,
Of all the things we've done,

She gazes at the light,
Beaming through the sky,
Breaking through the clouds,
Warming her inside,

We walk along the path,
But I let her lead the way,
To the comfort of our home,
On this summers day,

She lay upon the bed,
And whispered close to me..

...I miss our days together mum,
I wish you were here with me.
497 · Apr 2018
Vigil
KarmaPolice Apr 2018
Trembling hands grasping bow
Flowers laid on ground below
Candles burnt and tears flow
Balloons in hand, we let them go

Glass remains amongst the tree
Bark stripped back, in memory
Stories shared for all to see
High emotion, running free

The sun descends in golden sky
I feel your presence walking by
Fading son caught my eye
Waving back, he said Good bye

By Darren Wall
485 · Mar 2018
The Ruins
KarmaPolice Mar 2018
I found this ruin only by chance,
Its hypnotic Ivy, leaves me in a trance,
Hiding the features with its natural lace,
Supporting the wall, as they embrace,

The child inside me, can't help but explore,
Ascending the steps, to the withered old door,
Opening it slowly, interrupting the calm,
Disturbing the peace, like a morning alarm,

Birds fleeting, like the thoughts in my mind,
In awe of it's beauty, I left my troubles behind.
The sun breaking through, the absent gable,
Highlighting a chair, missing its table.

I come to rest in that old wooden chair,
I look up, in the suns aura I stare,
The heavens open as my spirit glides,
Out from my body as I breathe through the sky.

I am drawn to the roadside of an old country lane,
A car hugging a tree, smoke following flame,
A camera recording, from a lifeless grip,
Capturing the tragedy of a summers road trip,

Besides a body, is his newly wed bride,
Her breathing shallow, she looks in his eyes,
Calling his name, for the very last time,
Her spirit leaves, as she is drawn to mine,

Our spirits embrace as we ascend for sky,
As the heavens await the groom....
..and his beautiful bride.
481 · Nov 2017
Weeping Man
KarmaPolice Nov 2017
Weeping man
All alone
Reading text
Upon his phone

No eye contact
No face to face
Her distant words
Lacking grace

Flowers dumped
In public vase
Intended ring
Reflects his face

He walks away
To numb the pain
Mixing bourbon
And weak *******

To lap of love
By means of gold
A strangers flesh
He needs to hold

Broken dreams
An empty bed
Missing wallet
Pounding head

Drunken walk
Lacking grace
Finding flowers
In public vase

Weeping man
All alone
Walks the street
Miles from home
476 · Feb 2015
Cold Heart
KarmaPolice Feb 2015
Why do I feel so cold?
Years pass, the longing to hold you..
..Is gone

My beautiful flower
Decomposed into the soil..
..No tears

The sun leaves me behind,
A stranger lies beneath,
Once a devoted wife,
Now an historic cheat,

I want to forgive you,
Time has twisted my heart,
No answers to my prayers,
Too long we’ve been apart,

One day our paths will cross,
I will lie amongst you once more,
Your weathered memory concealed,
By unforgiving moss
473 · Oct 2018
Frozen
KarmaPolice Oct 2018
Looking through the mirror,
Something catches my eye,
A rush of deep emotion,
And the urge to cry,

My body shivers,
My hairs are on end,
Ten years since I saw you last...
...My one and only friend,

Closer you come,
The cold sears up my spine,
My jaw cracks open,
We're frozen in time,

Your hand reaches out,
As I try to scream,
My vocals muted,
Paralysed in a dream,

Your whisper wraps my body,
Feeding off my thoughts,
Devouring my soul,
As my spine contorts,

Falling to the ground,
Exposed for all to see,
The body of a sinner,
Consumed eternally.

By Darren Wall
460 · Oct 2019
Empty Chair
KarmaPolice Oct 2019
Creeping up
A silent foe
Breaking him down
Nice and slow

Crushing all
Hopes and dreams
Bravery fading
silent screams

Fighting on
War and peace
Just to get
A partial release

A little confidence
Suddenly lost,
One step forwards
The ultimate cost

Walls built
A safe distance
Hiding the world
From his existence

A man in a cave
Keeping away
Building the courage
To battle today

Invisible injury
A runaway train
Mental illness
Significant pain

Weakness…
It's how it's perceived
Colleagues find…
It hard to believe

Trauma consumes
His fragile mind
He seeks a spot
That's hard to find

Lack of remorse
Absent support
Pushing him
To obvious thoughts

Away from the public
Away from the noise
Away from the world
He said his goodbyes

Discovered alone
Discovered too late
Discovered the body
Discovered his fate

Tears shed
Guilt ridden hearts
Talking history
Picking him apart

Realisation
Lack of due care
Former colleague...

Empty chair

By Darren Wall
It's World Mental Health Day today. I have changed an old poem that speaks from the heart. Although I have never had the intention, I have seen the damage it can have on families.

I'm grateful that the world acknowledges Mental Health each year, but this illness should not be confined to a day. Awareness, support, empathy and understanding should be instilled in us all every single day.

Colleagues, friends and family. We need to support each other to reduce the number of suicides in the world.

Speak up, communicate and prevent the trauma affecting the families that lose someone they love.

Take care all ***
419 · Feb 2016
Break the cycle
KarmaPolice Feb 2016
Broken window,
Damaged door,
Tempers rising,
Personal war,

Clenched fists,
Raised heart,
Eyes bulging,
A man apart,

Words fail,
Closed ears,
Red mist,
Own fears,

Locked door,
Black eye,
Help me,
She cries,

Angry man,
Local law,
He resists,
Once more,

Overnight,
Changed heart,
Apologetic,
New start,

Spilt glass,
Angry man,
Beaten wife,
Changed plans,

Courage found,
To walk away,
And escape,
His drunken ways,

New life,
No fear,
Only joy,
Draws tears,
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