Zipper on my lips
A contagion in my veins
paralyzed spirit
Time wasn't on her side, for if it were, I'd still be alive
Time caught up to her and strangled her, strangling me
A hangman's noose wrapped around our necks,
snapping them like brittle winter twigs
I breathe, but I died when she died
When the stool was swept from beneath her feet,
My whole world changed
Our world
My mind, my life, my wife- gone
I feel bit, bitten bad, bitten by a venomous fang
Paralyzing my motivation to exist, to think and to live
I have nothing to live for and everything to die for
It should have been me, not her
I was the bad bone, for so long...
The hard egg turned soft
I did everything wrong
Until,
She did me right
She was my catch,
my snatch
She was my dream
She was my everything...
and more!
She done me right
And she was the light
that shined the light
That set me right
and straight me right
My lovely wife, gone
My only life, gone
And just like that...
my whole world
changed forever
I wept yesterday
I've wept today
And I will weep again...
in all my tomorrows
Until,
I can't weep,
no more
In this wilderness
thought direction, no clear path
writers block prevails.
I have the will to conquer the world,
Yet I find I cannot move.
I freeze in thought,
I’m paralyzed,
A motion-
Heavy-
None.
Trapped in my space suit
Tied down to the launching pad
Terrorized by the rocket
Paralyzed to the surface
The cold surface of my skin
Basks in the judgmental sun
Strapped in my race boot
A dyed gown around my chest
A hard place and a rock, it
Seems I stand in perturbance
Fervidness of my kin
Tasks my legs to jump the gun
My chest strains as my legs race
My heart aches at my minds race
"When I win I'll pen the pin"
But I'd only lose to win a when
Internal torment. Eternal Dormant.
In turn I'll forfeit to eternal internal scornment
Paralyzed
Obscured by an air of grief
Waves of unending gloom
Followed by a deep sense of dread
The world pours itself down an endless pit of doom
Every word belies itself at it's inception
Torn in two by the speaker
A cantacerous clammering inside, yearning for truth
Every day a another lie, making us stronger yet weaker
One moment a feining of the pasts simplicity
An adjure of release or respite
But like every past moment
It is taken by the userper, another fight
This life is not meant for the meek
It is not meant for any child of mine
To have to recount any would leave me speechless
How do I put in words that we are not fine
You will be used
You will be abused
Do not quit but do not be silent
Least they be amused
Take heart, sweetheart
Paralyzed
This room is not the same after the steel is taken away.
Steel that pierces like a dull ice pick.
When the lights are off elusive shadows haunt
So elusive they cant be seen.
Why must the torcher continue.?
That's a question that has an answer that yet eludes.
Defining insanity is without a doubt my profession.
The potion introduced has a strong grip.
Scraping tiny specks of dust hoping it will be enough.
It never is. Still trying to catch a glimpse of the elusive.
Shouting at them only intensifies the antagonizing.
I do this to myself. Every time it's the same .
Bargaining is the next approach but still no reply.
I must find the intruder. The next round I’ll surely win.
“Ricco”
Parylized
This room is not the same after the steel is taken away.
Steel that pierces like a dull ice pick.
When the lights are off elusive shadows haunt
So elusive they cant be seen.
Why must the torcher continue.?
That's a question that has an answer that yet eludes.
Defining insanity is without a doubt my profession.
The potion introduced has a strong grip.
Scraping tiny specks of dust hoping it will be enough.
It never is. Still trying to catch a glimpse of the elusive.
Shouting at them only intensifies the antagonizing.
I do this to myself. Every time it's the same .
Bargaining is the next approach but still no reply.
I must find the intruder. The next round I’ll surely win.
“Ricco”
No words from my pen.
Want inner peace, and amen.
Plus, God's rules, all ten.
Rhymed Senryu
12/14/2020
I am paralyzed
I can't move
Yet I rise I walk
With golden shoes
My beating heart
Starts not stops
I am paralyzed
Still yet I walk
I walk in heaven
I walk through paradise
I walk with Eagles Wings on my back
I walk though paralyzed
God carries me
Jesus walks before me
Rise my Daughter
Rise my Son
Come walk with me in my FATHER'S GARDEN
Moving on was the hardest thing I’ve had to do.
For it’s been too long and I still see home with you.
I can’t no more, move past this place I’ve come,
as I am paralyzed, set in things I’ve done.
But if language was just, not so odd and poor,
perhaps I’d draw the cries that scream on through.
And true, I admit it all.
That every one that came before,
everyone that comes in time,
they will all drown in this soul of mine.
For you, the Eden and peace, you were mine,
and I can not love the dark, once I’ve seen the light.
For you were all I had in sight,
so how do I love another once I’m blind.
How do I run forward when I’m stuck in time?
As I am gifted poetry, within this mind,
but my lips wont budge and I know why.
Knowledge is power, power’s not kind.
I am ink, within these lines,
that dried before your eyes.
sleep
sleep
sleep
sleep
in the
dark
dark
dark
dark
no light
no sound
until
the monsters growl
they wake up when I wake up
they approach me
when my body is asleep
I find their shadows
they look at me
I open my eyes
turns out
I'm still alive
tonight wasn't the night
heart stops racing
I'm going to be all right
Black
silence
wakes me up
spooky feeling
my heart beats eighty miles an hour
who and where I am does not register
hyper hearing
kicking in
fast heart
fear
noise
sudden
startles me
outside door creaks
too paralyzed to run I wait for it
How has it come to this?
I lost myself holding on to the girl who didn't want me by her side
My love wasn't enough to fulfil her wish
She broke me and now I'm paralyzed
I'm numb, but I remember when the pain struck
My eyes see everything my heart wishes to hide
I'm trying to write a new chapter in the same book
I've forgot how to smile and I've never known how to cry
So many fake smiles, I'm not sure if I have a real one
The more I was mistreated, my heart turned colder
Wishing I could feel happiness, but I'm still numb
Sitting and wishing I wasn't Bipolar
Slept with many girls, but I refuse to give them another call
they were just used to make my coldest nights better
I have such a big protective wall
That my heart won't ever allow us to spend more than one night together
She left but the memories stay
Deleted her number, but I can't erase the history
Thinking of the words I don't have the energy to say
I'm trying to stand up to all of the pain that sits with me
How has it come to this?
I lost myself holding on to the girl who didn't want me by her side
My love wasn't enough to fulfil her wish
She broke me and now I'm paralyzed
What’s your perspective, from that chair you now occupy? I can’t possibly see What you see, unless I get on my knees. Does anyone ask you where you’ve been, or what you’ve seen? Or do they now just look down on your head, topped with graying snow. I’ve fed you at a picnic at the hospital grounds, to get you off the ward, and into the sunshine that abounds. Being with you I was amazed and quite couldn’t understand, how you seemed happier and more objective than me, without limbs, and me with both hands.I left your presence introspective and my mind a little battered, The revelation hitting me, how I continue to focus on such trivial things, that now don’t seem to matter.
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