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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