No man nor beast can survive,
In a climate meant to deprive.
Barren of hope and loss of scope,
Where no one gets out alive.
Seeking a place to reside,
Full of contempt and pride.
You've followed a path, guided by wrath,
That destroys the goodness inside.
Lost in a forest of shame,
Looking for someone to blame.
Blinded by fears and drowning in tears,
Will mark the end of the game.
All that remains is a shell,
Now a prisoner bound in Hell.
The death of dreams and nightly screams,
Left alone in an empty cell.
Don't you know you hold the key,
And the will to set you free.
It starts today, once you say,
This isn't who I want to be.
Categories:
destruct, anger, destiny, dream, fear,
Form: Rhyme
Bad decisions are made...
Clock starts ticking
Hope begins to fade...
Clock still ticking
Love ones are ignored...
Clock still ticking
Even those you adored...
Clock still ticking
You look for others pity...
Clock still ticking
There’s none left in this city...
Clock still ticking
You continue without asking why...
Clock still ticking
Things would turn around if you try...
Clock still ticking
You ignore good advice...
Clock still ticking
Cling to anyone who is nice...
Clock still ticking
Upset with the consequences that flowed...
Clock stops ticking
And now....
You explode
Categories:
destruct, friend, friendship, judgement, poems,
Form: Rhyme
The quickness of action without serious thought or consideration
for what can become,
I sometimes feel like a man staring down the
barrel of a gun, loaded and pointed by myself at myself,
no understanding of the start but fully aware of
the end result the terminal part,
the full blast of awareness that i,ve aimed for the heart,
taken pains to gain pain to hit with force to
late now to change course,
then to fully feel the reality of cold truth,
that i,ve slipped again into realms of dark pain
destructive soul chain,
I pray to say sorry,
can I stop and start again.
Categories:
destruct, sorry,
Form: I do not know?
Oh so rapidly everything slips through your fingertips
Things so out of reach
One moment you have it all
The next you just don't
One second you're doing just fine
The next you're spinning into oblivion
One moment you have control
The next it's all lost
Weeks pass, you still don't know the day
You're on self destruct mode
There's no panic button
Just the self destruct
Oh so tempting.
I'll just leave your hand hoovering.
Categories:
destruct, angst, depression, health, self,
Form: Free verse