Monday, September 4, 2017

Grief is a beast

Grief is a beast
that doesn't have a heart.
It pushes and pulls you
and tears you apart.

the sorrow, the numbness
the constant heartache
that demon will find you
and leave you awake

It slips in and takes you
it gets in your bones
It creeps in your ear
then it wanders and roams

I'm lost in it's darkness
and can't find my way
If I stay here to long
I will surely decay


Sunday, September 3, 2017

secrets

I think I have a secret,
at least it has felt that way.
So much happening on the inside,
I can't keep it all at bay.

A clash of joy and sorrow,
grief that sneaks up too,
a new outlook for tomorrow
and a love that I never knew

Nothing is forever,
that I sure do know
For now our world is different
and I will bask in the afterglow

Smoke and mirrors

The haze of smoke and mirrors Where nothing seems just right there's stains of life everywhere and I'm stuck in such a fright  ...