Makula Hala Apr 7

Those familiar grumbles
come from somewhere
in a dark corner or my mind.
They come sneaking around
without more of a warning
than a soft cackle.
The laughter
grinds my bones
as if I'm searching
for gears in the car.
The creatures
have been hunting me,
taunting me,
haunting me for years.
They come for me at night,
when I'm most alone.
They know
I cannot be saved then,
they'll have their way with me,
chewing on me,
never to swallow me whole
but just enough
to leave me sore
with the rise of the sun.
I've grown to expect them,
embrace their presence,
because unlike those
who are with me
in the daytime,
the demons
will always be here.

MARK RIORDAN Apr 5

THE SYRIAN REBELS HAVE
USED A CHEMICAL ATTACK
CIVILIAN WOMEN AND CHILDREN
WERE UNDER THE RACK


A CHEMICAL WEAPON WAS
USED ON THE INNOCENT CHILDREN
THE BRUTAL REALITY OF THE CIVIL WAR
MAY NEVER REACH A CONCLUSION


A PLACE OF HEALING AND AN AIRSTRIKE
WAS LAUNCHED ON A HOSPITAL
WHAT AN ATROCITY AND DISGRACE
HOW COULD THIS BE POSSIBLE


A NERVE AGENT ATTACK BY
THE SYRIAN GOVERNMENT
THE WORLD IS DISCUSSED


THE U.N. THE WORLD LEADERS
SHOULD STOP THIS ATROCITY
RETALIATION IS A MUST

THE CHEMICAL WEAPONS ATTACK IN SYRIA IS AN ABOMINATION IT HAS GONE TO FAR.

Beware of falsehoods
That's what the cards told me
Now the curtain is rising
And it's not pretty to see

The bridges are long gone
But the evil still breeds
What's going to happen to us and me?

Where is our Shepherd
When we need him dear?
Isn't there much more to life
Than just blood and tears?

A hot steel rhino
Drowns a city in its screams
What's going to happen to them and me?

The accursed notebook
Earns its stars and stripes
The eagle is grounded
While the magpies take flight

A young grim reaper
Brings his scythe to a sheen
What's going to happen to him and me?

Here lies Jonny Boy
And his fall from grace
All his strings are breaking
And he realizes too late

Forgive me Claudine
For the bitterness I keep
What's going to happen to you and me?

Brains are frying
And hearts are spilled
The more we hurt now
The longer it takes to heal

Have I still a long way
Before I lay down and sleep?
What's going to happen to all and me?

Where are you now, dear Shepherd?
Can you hear me?
Can we save ourselves?

In response to today's bad news including the devastating Westminster Bridge Assault. I've been at my wit's end with everything that's happened in just one day...

Woe for England and the world indeed!
Cheyenne Mar 14

I can't explain what it's about
I'm scared to death irrationally
But reason will not rescue me
There's no fighting this anxiety
I just need to wait it out

Kathryn Willis Feb 28

Do you
see
me?

Sitting alone
in
the
dark.

My breath
hitched
and
frozen.

Throat closed
unable
to
breathe.

Eyes quivering
against
rabid
thoughts.

Hands shaking
from
irrational
beliefs.

Muscles tight
fearful
of
death.

Eyebrows furrowed
from
incomprehensible
mumblings.

Nightmares exposed.

Do you
see
me?

Masuda K Feb 19

My first ever art teacher was born on Valentine's day.

Can a person die
of a heartbreak?
I'm not sure.
Well if people did, and if
my beloved teacher
- who was born
on the day and
named after the
saint of love - died of a
heartbreak, would
n't
it
be a paradox?

Pamela Rae Jan 25

Dear Lovely HP Poets,

Oh my goodness, my life has been turned a bit upside down of late--my little brother who has stage 4 terminal lung cancer had a massive heart attack yesterday and he nearly died...the doctors in the ER rushed him into surgery and put 3 stents in his arteries to unblock 2 arteries that were 99% blocked and one that was over 50% blocked.

My brother has been having excruciating pain and these horrific attacks for the past several weeks and it turns out that what we thought was his tumor hurting him were probably heart attacks due to the blockages...he's still in the hospital and will be released in a day or two. I'll be taking care of him for awhile and may not get to read your amazing poems as often as I would like, but I'll be back when I know that he is out of the woods.

I have such admiration for my little bro. He refuses to let this cancer or his failing heart take him just yet...he said he's just not ready to go and I'm going to do everything I can to help him stay around as long as his body and mind will allow him to. He is and always has been such a part of my heart... ♥

Please send good vibes and prayers and send me strength. I am beyond exhausted.

and this is my most important message of all:  Please value your health and take good care of *YOU.* Life is too darn short, you know?

With much love,
Pamela ♥♥♥

ps please know how very much I appreciate all of you!!!

Lost,
In a mind which apparently is my own,
Thoughts,
Racing at an unimaginable speed,
Fear,
Of myself and my own surroundings,
Sleep,
A non-existent part of the day,
Body,
Trembling like the finest strings on a guitar,
Breathing,
Like a fish washed upon the shore gasping for some air,
Calmness,
A far-fetched feeling currently not in reach

something small and quick written during my last anxiety attack
Sara Jones Jan 23

The blood is drying underneath my nails
And it's dripping off your cheek
While you stare at me in shock
That I would do such a thing

Drew Vincent Jan 11

I just had my panic attack.
If we are still together,
And I pray that we are,
Thank you for everything.

I just found this in my notebook and I had a panic attack of my own. Memories of you flood in and just destroy me. I hate thinking of you and I hate the fear I feel when you're brought up. That was the worst time of my life. I hate that every day something reminds me of you and I'm brought back into that depression and self hatred I felt. I hate it all.
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