Suffering Without Hope

 

One day I will wake
To find you hanging
Above a letter

I won’t need to read it
I already know why

You tell me daily

Different words
Same truth

Suffering without hope

I find myself
Silently mourning
A death
That’s yet to happen

Unable to stop
The inevitability
Of your choice
Despite knowing
You are making it

I should do more
But there’s nothing more I can do

Other than wait


This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.

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spider

 

i killed
instinctively
moving before thought
its body crushed under my heel
only in death
could I see
the beauty
of its life


This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.

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release

 

calm
within the eye
of the storm

joy
vicariously
obtained

warmth
besides
growing fire

clarity
from duty 
beyond self

peace
of a riptide’s
pull

focus
alongside
fear

awe
at primal
efficiency

pleasure
in
pain

release
through acceptance
of death


This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.

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Life Is Just A Costume

 

Impending doom
Looms over the womb
Nothing can exhume
The gloom of the tomb
Life is just a costume
An heirloom
A temporary bloom
Before the darkness consumes


This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.

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