Showing posts with label Dark Poetry - The Big Black Bear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dark Poetry - The Big Black Bear. Show all posts

Friday, 7 November 2014

Excruciatingly Beautiful




Those exquisite blue eyes overflowing with tears.
That once incredible face now filled
with earth shattering fear.

You are fading into oblivion with
your face so worn and ashen.

Catching a glimpse of the agonizing bruising, 
I realized with heartfelt grief that you are still using.

Reality sinks in when I notice your wrists.
Your eyes filled with ailing motionless mist.

Your emaciated body stretched out in a jagged stance
That by using and abusing, life grabbed away your chance.

Sunday, 16 March 2014

A Chocolate Milkshake




I am so filled with melancholy today.
Needing arms wrapped around me
reassuring me that everything
Is going to be alright.
So sad, filled with an inexplicable sense of emptiness.

My sense of life is drifting away
into an abyss of gloom and loneliness.

Why has this awful feeling revisited me,
back to haunt me of days gone by.

Days which were overflowing with so much light      
and a sense of warmth that
ran through my veins like a chocolate milkshake.

I feel as though I have
swallowed a thousand swords.

Falling from the sky
the snowflakes give me no respite;
reminding me of the dismal torrent of tears
that have consumed me today.



Thursday, 24 October 2013

Mirror



No one can conceal the truth
There’s a solitary being
 This unquestionably cannot be me
I see the facade of myself
But comprehend that there is more
One dimension is all I perceive
Unquestionably there must be others
Don’t persecute me
Don’t judge me
 You don’t know me
I am a person with skin
Bones and flesh
You perceive what you want to see
Why don’t you look a little harder?
You’re rejecting me purely by
Looking at the surface
Have the audacity
Present yourself
Imagine you are fearless

With trepidation and
A sense of foreboding
I walk through the mirror
I see myself looking at me
How can you judge
When I’m looking in
I’m an individual
With qualities of my own
No guise or perfection
What you see
Is me
I am human

Friday, 18 October 2013

Downpour



They’re squirreling off to work in the drizzling misty rain

The screech of the tires piercing my already damaged brain
Dark grey skies manipulating the day
Feelings of fear dictate the flavour of my stay

Pockets of depression litter the darkness of the sky
Desperation overwhelming me as I crouch down to cry
Droplets of uselessness invade my distorted thinking
Living in harmony with the world disappears without blinking

Penetrating Fear



I am gripped by the desolation of this penetrating fear
As this greying fearful light reverberates sharply in my ear
Perpetually spinning around on the rim of sanity
The mirror gesticulating wildly at this so called vanity
Suspended in motion my thoughts seem to be galloping
Crying out to anyone who has a vague notion of listening
This illness taunts me with intent so malicious
Who would think that anguish could be so condemning and vicious
Like an echo this sequence resonates in my brain
So many creatures crawling around in my pain
Insignificant we are it just cannot be placed
This is but a fraction of the hollow human race

Wednesday, 16 May 2012

Holes




Holes, holes all over the place
Why is the world filled with this nonsensical stuff?
They’re in the atmosphere, the walls and the floors,
Black holes waiting to be filled with divergent melancholy
This dark black hole will consume you alive
We all have a hole to gratify, to ascend out of the darkness
The comprehension that the tangible will never fill the abyss
This hole in my heart, my soul, and my head
Why won’t the monsters scurry to their dwellings?
The pills they declare will chase them away
Green ones, blue ones, orange and white
A transient fix I know to be true
We need to ascend from the bleakness where the monsters consume
And the bloodsuckers suck the existence from our core
We’re restless in our inner self
We have to fill our own cracks and holes
To take possession of them in our own isolation

Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Shadows



The depression kicks in with retaliation
The skies are greyer than grey.

My shadow on the wall mocks me

You’ve been touched by the warmth

Its now time to suffer

My shadow can escape the gloominess

By fleeing towards the sizzling sun

Avoidance of this bitter cold is hopeless you see
A little bit of me dies at this time, can barely survive
I cannot break away; it’s in my remains for the duration
The inhumane torture of the horrendous arctic wind
My shadow scorns me, Laughs with satisfaction
Don’t be greedy
You’ve had your fill, your moment in time
Basking in the sun, idling the glorious away
Take it, survive it with no protest.
Exhausted, I wrestle with the notion
No time left for contemplation
I rip it from the wall with all my might
I shred it, and tear it into a million pieces.
It lingers for an instant, and slowly dissipates
Gasping for one last breath
It dies it dies