Monthly Archives: October 2013
Like a compass with no pin…
Like a compass with no pin I am direction less Like a map with no routes I am as lost as those to try to follow Stuck in a rut searching for escape I am frozen in time hidden … Continue reading
I want to live, not just survive …
I want to live Not just survive A let down in Yours and societies eyes My father tells me ‘You have no direction’ To which I reply ‘I have direction, yet no door’ Opportunity stark Few to arise … Continue reading
To others I look worthless…
To others I may just look like an unemployed, prospect-less, opportunity wasting young, trust me I do indeed feel that way, but what outside viewers fail to see is the reason I never did follow my hearts desire and instead … Continue reading
Anxiety…
the eyes, they are looking at me, burning into my skin. then my own follow, watching, in window, mirror, reflection. breathing, gets harder, tight chest, nausea. spirals, behind my eyes, swirling, whirling, white noise, mind. fear, griping, contorting, suffocating, thoughts, … Continue reading
One day a light will shine…
Silent support Is a fathers love The anger seethes Is a mothers life A quiet interference After the storm A memory so raw Three lives distraught Hate is our love And love is our anguish No time to get along … Continue reading
Societal Suffocation… TW: Skin, partial nudity (nipples taped), face coverings.
Binaries boxing bigots Constraints, conformity, categories Stereotypes, singling, separation My Fears I use words as a tool You use them as labels You ‘define’ me You use them as weapons You dehumanise me I am your societal taboo I am … Continue reading
I Give Thy Body To Thy Ocean…
Lay thy body to the ocean Wherever that may be Thy sail away with thy waves But always to stay with me I give thy body to the ocean Sail away with the tide But I will forever know That … Continue reading
A terrible cliché – Triggers – abuse, rape, violent speach
It’s a terrible cliché To write a poem About your mum But how can I not As you are all I think about? Everything I do Makes me think of you Concious, Terrified That we may share similarities Every time … Continue reading
Serenity
There is the place not far from home Where I like to go to be alone Camera in hand, notebook in my bag I can sit for hours without a plan I see beauty in all that is around Yet … Continue reading
Review: Transpose
As I walked through the drizzle on my way to Transpose I wondered what the night ahead had in store. Nervous, it was my first time I walked into the bar and was greeted by the friendly face of the … Continue reading
Brain Functions of the Terribly Confused. 