Best Sick Poems

your labored breathing
called out to me
and in my soul I knew
what needed to be done

I reached for the drum
to summon the spirits
called out to ancestors
and...

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Sleepless Night

Teardrops, bagged eyes, a way of sin
The mirror reveals a lost eternal soul
A conniving move against tonight's phantom glow
Voices circle around the insomniac moon
Like...

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ONE WORD~

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, 
Running through my mind,
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, 
Running through my veins,
               ...

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Introducing: Jan Allison & Poet Destroyer

Pierced by shards of shattered glass 
Deeper and deeper you stab me 
With lies and venomous words 
Dissecting my heart...

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Sitting and gazing at the world through the window.

Silence is broken with whistles of wind, 
rustling through lifeless leaves.
As specks of rain trickle down panes...

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Finally 

Doctor, it's been 7 months 
The MEDs aren't kicking in

My dreams are getting stronger, 
The blood remains to run code red
It's getting harder and...

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Silence is deafening
Like a dungeon dark hallway.
Door after close door of bounding
Moans and groans, and painful
Yelling gasping for air.
I sit in this cold
Dark cell shivering...

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The Power of One

Slowly shadows devour the day’s light,
The silhouette of fear draws breath 
From the soul left gasping,
A firestorm of fury gathering,
Like mists of...

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Shadow to shadow, shade to shade
In youth the Eden where you played
was left bereft, destroyed, decayed,
by trusts malignant masquerade

Shadow to shadow, shade to shade
No grass...

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Lying silently on my bed, eyes open wide.
Watching as darkness moves in like a heavy fog.
My breathing seems to echo against the cold walls
And my...

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"Who's woods are these anyway'.

Who's woods that I  dwell?

The house of Usher I know so well.

I seek to skate on the frozen lake.

These woods...

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Dare to dream
See beyond the limitation
Of useless legs, fasten them with care.
Join your heroes in Olympic wear.
Nothing beats imagination.
Dare to dream

Dare to dream
See yourself in...

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Night of the Dark Soul,
shadows infiltrate
the gap between self
and oblivion.

Your mind's a fogy
dysfunctional place,
under constant siege;
fighting delusion.

As reality
morphs into a dream,
all your memories
start to slip...

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a lonely place.
It's nothing to do with that person
who asked how are you? this morning.
It's to do with staring through
fear-frosted windows
as snow sugar-sifts the street,
watching...

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In novels, love is the obstacle overturned by the ardent swain
In song, love is a grandiose solo in melodic chains
In poetry, love is fervent rhyme...

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