Category: poem

Silence

Silence
It fills my mind
Screaming at me
All the unease is on
Me

But the silence is screaming at me
Pulling at the strings of my soul
Until only uncertainties remain
Unraveling it all

Water
The strings are drenched
The silence
Freezing them to be
Brittle

The silence is screaming at them
The strings of my soul so cold
Gnawing uncertainties that break
My unravelled mind

Must fill the silence

Anyway

Who am I to claim anything anyway
Tattered and torn
Fluttering to the wind
Like some castaway

Who am I to be anything anyway
Rough, uncut
Bull rushing through
A China display

Stupid, Clumsy, Hurting you
Everything I don’t want to be
Everything I don’t want to do

Who am I to want anything anyway
No demands
Only give up
Upset and afraid

As long as you don’t hurt.

Fret

As this corpse
This carcass
Wanders the poppy fields
Of friendships past
Seems at last
They bloom.

Cornucopia
Of warmth
Joyously sharing positives
How fortunate I
Tears I cry
Of joy.

Now this oaf
This ogre
Stomp in mirth the flowers
Leaving naught
But distraught
Memories.

Physicality of my fears

Cold claws
Gripping my heart
Churning and turning
My lungs
Until I cannot breathe

Hot knives
Cutting my mind
Stirring and burning
My thoughts
Until I cannot think

Fear grips my soul
As my thoughts betray me

This is not normal
Why is this fear
Tearing me apart
How is this anxiety
Invading my mind

I’m sorry
I’m useless
Forgive my
Obtuseness

Icy spikes
Piercing my soul
Stabbing and jabbing
My core
Until but panic remain

Mirror

I am a mirror
Cracked
Broken
Shattered
In pieces all over the floor

Memories of breaking
Break me again
Shatter my surface

Chills down my spine
As emptiness fill the cracks
Hands in my hair
Rocking back and forth
Commiserating myself

I am a mirror
Empty
Lightless
Negligible
Can’t see nothing in me

Stars

Stars bright
Shine in the night
Some brighter than others.

Dark skies
Speak of demise
Of friendships and, of lovers.

True or not
Still there’s hope
Not all is lost
Surely

Silence my enemy
Darkness my nemesis

Memories of the stars
poke holes in the dark
And the sound of hope
Helping me cope

Stars bright
Shine in the night
Some brighter than others

Fates to cinder

How cruel the Norns
Have woven my mind
Fit for a fate unknown.

Burn with desire
At both ends of wick
Freyr tells the tale too well.

None for pain
Nor hurt no one ever
Sunk into the well of Mimer

Knowing too well
The pain caused by care
Too much said for my own sake

Far from surprise
At the end of everything
As the wick burns to cinder

No water from well
Nor compassion from love
Can stop my fate from burning.

What bad may come

It’s not you, it’s me
You break away, but it isn’t you
You are the best part of life
My only regrets are hurting you
Hurting everyone

It’s not you, it’s me
I said nothing, but said too much
I didn’t see the signs at all
The unforseen consequence as such
Hurting everyone

You should know
I love you much
More than you can know
What bad may come
You touched
My soul
It isn’t you
It’s me

It’s not you, it’s me
No parlor tricks can’t save me now
Dress it down and up again
All I can do will be for show
Hurting everyone

I’m hurting everyone

Voice

The voice tells me

Not enough
Too much

Contradictions
Yet the measure
By which I loose grip

Too little
Too late

The voice screaming
Telling me
I’m not enough

I did
not enough
I said
Too little
I’m not clear
I looked stupid
Must do more
Must say more
Must be more

Too much
Intense

The voice mocking
Showing me
Where I failed

I did
Far too much
I said
Too many things
Unnecessary
Straining
Annoying
Cast aside
My own fault

It says
Give up
Give in
Ruining everything
For everyone
Not worth
The hassle

I hate the voice…