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The crooked claws of darkness clashing
Targeting my weakened soul
Upon my broken mind a'gnashing
Sizzling like scorching coals
Hope and faith they're busy slashing
Torturing with many wretched tools
As the world around me crumbles and comes down quickly crashing
How they've defeated many fools
After all is said and done

The fiery fangs of darkness mawing
Targeting my broken mind
Upon my sanity they're a'gnawing
As I'm running out of precious time
My freedom to live they are a'stalling
The hope of peace sounds so sublime
As I fall to my knees and attempt escape
By crawling Freedom sounds divine
Desperately losing the battle as I'm frequently bawling
Because I know I'm trapped inside
When all is said and done

Consumed in reckless insanity I still ponder
The depths of evil is quite the wonder
Will I be forcefully be cast a sunder
When all is said and done?
Just some thoughts I have.
Bheki Mungwe Jun 16
The Invisible enemy
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide, the invisible enemy you have attacked 2020 world-wide taking lives nonstop...

What I'll tell my kids not that I'm a storyteller but what I'll tell my kids and future generations about you, I can't see you, you kept us (people) apart, no more touching, no more kisses, no more hugging, they call you covid-19 I call you the invisible enemy...

What to tell my kids about you? You are bad but I guess I won't tell my kids a bad story...
I'll tell them how God protect us (the alive) and how He safe the gone souls (the death)...

The invisible enemy I can't see you, attacking 2020 careless but you won't last forever and 2020 you won't come back, sorry 2020 it wasn't your fault its covid-19 without control 😭

4 Yet it was our weaknesses He carried; it was our sorrows that weighed him down. And we thought His troubles were a punishment from God, a punishment for his own sins!
-Isaiah 53:4 (NLT)

- Isaiah 53 4 (NKJV)
Surely He has borne our griefs And carried our sorrows; Yet we esteemed Him stricken, Smitten by God, and afflicted.
The Invisible Enemy - covid-19 - 2020
Wyatt May 10
It’s like I’m
living through
a personal apocalypse
nobody else can see.
And it never ends.
Carlo C Gomez Feb 13
So here I am
out on a raft
just me and my anxieties
trying hard to get
away from a vessel
taking on so much water
I think I see Jack and Rose
swimming towards us
Cherish Jan 31
Teach me how to be happy again
I’m too tired to be sad already.
Random Guy Oct 2019
bombs in my chest
making me hard to breathe
drowning my existence
and burning my feet

gasping for air
I need to scream
but the voice inside my head
is louder than it seems

everything is blurry
but can't closed my eyes
I'm now barely living
as now my heart dies
eusamez Sep 2019
The beating of the drum
The tidal wave crashing down
The rumbling of the earth’s crumb
Is felt in every heart beat

That thump in your chest
The lost mind can wander
It envelops you in distress
Every detail you ponder

That creeping sense called emotion
It scares you out of your wits
Thinking of what the future holds
Throws all your sensibilities into fits

The thing that is most fearful
Is when anxiety becomes your friend
It becomes your daily companion
The only who can comprehend.

Keep counting

It’s heavy, and the air is hot


Keep counting

I hear the screaming, and all the lies.

Come on girl, keep counting

1,2,3,4 snap snap

My hands are trembling I can’t quite see

But 1,2,3,4. Keep counting. You’ve gotta breathe.


That’s how many breaths you need
Count to 4. Count to 4.
Just. Keep. Counting.
This is how I handle my panic attacks. Counting to 4, and snapping on cue. Focuses the mind to some thing else. Sooner or later I’m not panicking. I’m counting, and I can breathe again.
Lost Soul Jun 2019
I feel damaged, I feel broken
see depression had me trapped
At a young age
well before I had even spoken
When I was 8, I saw someone get sick
I spiraled infront of everyone
they saw me as a burden so
I was sent home real quick
When I was 10, I laid in bed
for two months...
I watched the same movie
and refused to eat because the demons in my head
When I was 12, I was scared to leave ..
my house and even my bedroom
I would hyperventilate
then cry so hard I'd heave
When I was 18
I screamed till my voice was no more
my cries echoed off the walls
but no one cared to notice
what happened behind my bedroom door
When I was 19, I was too nice
I put others first
but little did I know
a piece of my heart was the price
I am broken, I am damaged
everyday I wake up
surviving the day is always a challenge
Esther L Krenzin May 2019
I hiss and withdraw
to the core
retreating behind my thicket
of thorns
fangs bared against
beleaguered attempts
to shred the serendipity
I've fought relentlessly
to nurture.

-Esther L. Krenzin-
Beleaguer: to exhaust with attacks
Serendipity: finding something good without looking for it
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