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I was heartbroken

Before I can even

Begin to remember.

Sins left unspoken,

Hidden deep under.

Thoughts even deeper,

Rumbling like far off

Roaring thunder.

A weekend of camping,

Start of hidden sorrow,

Where the breaking

Of a soul

Can actually be heard,

Like a howl

From the hounds of hell.

Didn’t want to remember,

Yet needed to see,

For the sake of my sanity.

My life…

A study in tenacity.

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We tiptoed around it,
Just another skeleton
Needing to be put
Into the closet.
Another pile of dirt
To be swept under the rug.
Keep it quiet
So no one knows.
We don’t speak
Of such things.
LIES!
SPEAK!
Speak as loudly as you can!
Time to make a difference
In this land.

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Midnight bliss
Devils kiss
Spirits come
A-calling
Darkest thoughts
Some would
Think appalling ,
Lover of darkness
No remorse given
Enjoying my
Differentness.
My communion
With the moon,
Howling with
The wolves
Being one with
The shadows.
Clock strikes 12,
My life begins
Anew with
The shining
Of the stars.
Oh!
Glorious night
Take my spirit,
Make me whole.

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Little boy lost
For what was not his cost,
For a master of none,
Thinking he was above,
Knowing nothing of love,
All he knows is to shove,
Words used as knives,
Not caring the loss
Little one's dream.
A child, so afraid
Left to be frayed,
His heart shattered,
How his soul does weep
For a father
That doesn’t bother,
Entranced by the screen.

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