Grief Angst Poems

The hate in me grows like ivy.
They fear my claws and my fangs;
The same they were once proud of.
This bloody ravenous wolf-like rage,
This insatiable thirst...

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i was never her favorite.
what if she despises me and she believes 
i’m just another person
who will go away and she’ll never see again,
who she...

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My tendency to slip into the dark-
a matter you have now begun to press.  
In realms of time and pain, I ache no less;...

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Sundrenched sorrows
Sundrenched worries of tomorrow’s
Troublesome wind and rain
Driving me and you insane
I can’t be sane…

Anxious as always
It remains here to stay…
Going through these days
Of a...

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Driven insane by sorrow, there’s no tomorrow to cure it…
Honestly, I’m in vain and so guilty…feeling way less than legit…
I’m holding you close in my...

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In blackness,
 I hear forked tongues 
whisper wicked witchery,
hope within arthritic 
  ink slowly f a d e s
as darkness descends  
upon snow-speckled...

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A wounded sigh, an expression evincing the pain of hurt,
A bawl in solitude, turbulence of inner emptiness stirs,
When emotions clamor, simmering in angst of regrets,
When...

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I remember how the rose moon drizzled gold,
when stars within your eyes danced, flickering pearls,
curating a carnival of dreams untold~
while heavy skies unveiled tuscan truth,...

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("Mrs. It Dances Through It", 2014, original pen and ink)

Turning Point - Coming of Age - Acceptance at Last

Finally at age 65 I reach a...

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I know there is simply nothing I can honestly say
To make all of the soul-wrenching pain of grief go away,
Because I too was there crying...

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I’ve shed these awful million tears
I and you can smile a thousand times to get over it, just us 2
I’ve said too much over the...

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It hurt that night. Not the night it should have hurt,
When those pills were scattered across your bathroom
floor

No, it didn’t hurt then

I just stared out...

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slowly,
her knuckled cracked eons
into buckets
of whitewashed lies
and her sigh elongated 
into dainty icicles
that hung around
her neck
like a noose
which slowly sliced open
Pandora's box
of poetry and she,...

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death
last breath
questions haunt
splitter prayers 
hello? hello? hello?
climbing grief sunset mountains 
pearls placed upon requested peaks
angst of still buds in the heart of souls
the pain puzzle...

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Good night, old friend.
Hush and sleep.
I’m here as long as we can pretend.
Even after you leave.

If pain is a gateway to the soul,
then my dreams...

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