Loneliness

Alone  he  stands  on the  beach

He’s come  this far from all he has known

All goals  and hopes  smashed  and out of  reach

He  has lost all, job,  family, love  and  home.

 

The  bottle’s content is  his  only  friend

He’s cold  and tired, no life he  has lost all hope,

The sun sets  another empty day comes  to an end

Water  laps his  feet, tears burn his  eyes  he cannot cope.

 

Emptiness  eats his soul the pain is deep like a cancer

He knows  he  had it  all and  lost it, his fault only

He  was young  and  reckless and a bright romancer

Squandered  days  and nights,drink and  drugs left him lonely

 

When did it  start  he  does not  know

But  he  prays it  will end and  soon

He lays  down curled  like  a  child, his  tears  flow.

Alone on  the beach washed  by sea and  lit  by moon.

 

 

 

 

Acrostic: HELP ME

Hopelessness  holding  me  down, my spirits  sinking  spiraling  round.

Ever near  the  cracks  of  doom  and I  am going down, underground.

Lonely  phantoms  running  skeletal fingers  through  my  messed up  hair

Pending  unhappy endings  awaiting  me, the  demons  are  coming , this  is  not  fair.

Miasma  curling,  swirling  round, screams of  anguish  the only  sound

Even the  moon desserts  me, in  the dark  I weep in  grief I  am bound!

Set Me Free

I want  to be  free

Need  to  be  me

Escape  these  ties

Stop  muffling  my  cries

Undo  the ties

I need  wings  to  fly

Set me  free

Hear  my  plea.

Open  the  skies

Clear  my  eyes

Part  the  cloud

Scream it out loud

SET  ME  FREE

SET ME FREE.

Undo  the  chain

Free me from pain

Release  my  soul

Please  make  me  whole

Help me  escape

Just  give  me  a break

For  God’s  sake

Make no  mistake

I need  to  be  free

PLEASE HELP ME

PLEASE HELP ME

 

Not the April A to Z Challenge : Abyss

I stand  on the  brink of  the Abyss

Afraid unless I  slip  and miss

Darkness falls away  below

Deeper  than I can know

Slowly reaching  out

The Abyss  shouts

Out to me

Set me

Free.

 

Just Jot It January: Let Go? How?

Today started  well, I was up  early  and  at  the gym! I had  to smile  lots  of  strangers  at  the gym all in their  new  gear, couldn’t  help  but wander  how  many  would  still be there in, say  three weeks! Well I  met  my  friend  and we had our  work out  and caught up  on  all the  things  that had  gone on over Christmas.

9.30am Back home sticky  time   but  we managed  to get out  of  the house  by

11am without fighting too much  though  the subject  “that  must  not  be mentioned”  was mentioned  and heatedly  discussed!

We  had  a lovely  day  with friends, their  grandchild, their  dogs  their  happy  life………

7.30pm   Home after a truly  lovely  day , got  tea  made  and  had a glass of  wine, actually  felt  relaxed even able  to cope  with the shit flying around  my  world.

9pm ish  eldest  son rang  the  evening  went  down from there, the  husband  started  another rant  on the situation.

23.38pm I am sitting  here alone, desperately  sad and totally  empty. What is  the point , where is the hope of  things improving . I have  promised  to try and let go, move  forward but  how can I when life  keeps dropping  shit on  me  from a great height! Hell I am in hell……………..

Sorry  can  no longer  keep any  promises !

 

This post is part of Just Jot It January hosted by Linda G Hill.

Thanks for tuning in and if you want to join, feel free to click on the link and start jotting!

 

Monster In The Corner.

Monster in the corner

It is  hiding in the corner

Nipping at my ear

Making me a loner

Filling me  with fear.

Taking  joy, in clawing at my heart

Repeating all it’s venom inside my head

Giving not a shit  for me tearing me apart

Picking at all my scabs, I am wishing I were dead.

Laughing at my sorrow

Enjoying all my grief

It has stolen  my tomorrow

Denying  my  souls relief.

 

This post is part of Just Jot It January hosted by Linda G Hill. Thanks for tuning in and if you want to join, feel free to click on the link and start jotting!

 

Over the Abyss : Day 12 Nano Poblano

Still, all around is still

The night is black the air is chill

The fear is harsh inside  my guts

White pain through out my soul erupts.

 

Lost, lost am I

Screaming soundlessly into the sky.

On the abyss I stand

The devil waits to take my hand.

 

No one, no one cares to save my soul

Not one prepared to keep me whole

The demons start to tear me limb from limb

They greedily draw my intestines from within.

 

No more is left of me

 

Just  my tortured Spirit entrapped , unfree

Gone  forever over the abyss

No one cares I am not missed

 

 

The Apple Fell

The apple fell from the tree

It hit the ground and made straight for me.

The trail of maggots  climbed my legs

They entered me and sucked  the dregs.

 

They coloured  my view, trapped inside my eyes

Whispering in  my ears abhorrent lies that turned  the tides

Of  ills  besetting me. They made feast upon my brains

Their waste  clogging up  my  arteries  and veins.

 

Filling  my womb  and ovaries

Damning up  my bladder, my waters  burst uncontrollably.

They  turned  my milk, so what, I was now baron

They pushed out  my hair  Until I resembled carrion.

 

I beg them to set  me free,they did not

I begged them  for peace and  for the pain to stop.

They  did not listen nor  did they care

They gave not a shit  for how I’d fair.

 

No one listened  no one cared. So long  as it was not them

Who suffered. Their eyes avoid me again and again.

They pumped me full of chemicals , bags  and lines and  needles

It made  me worse, I curse them to suffer me such evils.

 

They, though not the maggots, mopped  my brow and  soothed my pain

They, though not  the maggots, begged me to fight and fight again.

I tried, I really did I fought, I screamed I cried.

They, the maggots  got what they wanted. I lost the  battle and died.

 

At last, at last I watched  them fly,

I kissed those maggots goodbye.

Find  the cure don’t  let the apple  fall from the tree

Don’ t let those maggots free.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Another Poem  for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

Truth Wept as it Lied.

The light is blinding and white.

I try to take a step but I am frozen by fright.

What is there beyond the door,

We have all wondered and asked this before.

If fear is the enemy then who is by my side

I thought it was truth  but truth wept as it  lied.

There is something though, I feel a steadying hand

A voice  is telling me that all has been planned.

Tell me please, I start to cry,

Why did he leave me, why did truth lie?

I reach for the peace I long to hold,

It always eludes me and leaves me cold.

I tread carefully along the floor,

It always betrays me and creaks as I near the door.

Will I ever know the answer, will my fears ever fly,

I though truth was my ally but truth ,well, truth  lied.

I am tired now my strength is all spent

I look for hope but he also went.

I move forward  escape to gain

But  I am betrayed my efforts in vain.

My eyes are opened  my vision now cleared

I turn for support  but it ends as I feared.

If fear is the enemy then who is by my side

I thought it was truth  but truth wept as it  lied.

The Return of Little Mae and Polar Bear ( repeat of the last chapter.)

As I have said  before I have been well below parr mentally  of late,  but I feel now I must  pull myself up by  the Boot Straps!

Some of  you may  remember I started  a saga  last year  Little Mae  and Polar  Bear.  Well I left  them all alone  back in February

(when I was doing  Fanfofeb) facing  almost  certain  defeat by  the powers of evil!

Well it is about  time I sorted  them  out,  so  here is  the last  chapter I wrote  all the other  chapters  are dotted about in the main  blog

when I have time I shall put it all together on one page! …. I should  do so with  The  Sword  Of Runes  too!

Right  cut  the chat  back  to the action.

 

LITTLE MAE AND POLAR BEAR ( LOSS OF FAITH)

 

Loud the noise of battle , bloody and debauched. The bodies of the dead stacked high

The smell of rotting flesh assaults  the throat, and burns the eye . The stinking smell raises to the sky.

The wounded lay in filthy piles, demons and maggots gnawing on their wounds

Their screams of fear and pain add to the  impending doom.

 

The Witch of  the East watched through the rain

Enjoying  the smell and screams of agonizing pain.

She was aroused by the smell of fear and hate

Summoning  one of her minions her desire to sate.

 

The Battle raged  below while she in carnal acts

Took such pleasure from a hound of hell, with his master she had a pact.

The noise they made could be hear below in the battle

Men shuddered at the sound, the demons were aroused and stampeded like cattle.

 

Mae and Ewen held  the line

Fight on fight on he pleaded all will be fine .

How  can that awful screaming scare us so?

It is a sound no human should ever have to know.

 

Mae was chilled to the bone, her soul felt almost frozen.

Her thoughts went to her beloved Polar Bear.

Where was he, she needed him. He had sworn he always would be there for her.

Tired so tired Mae could hardly raise her sword.

 

At first she did not feel the pain

Then it awoke in her as she was struck again and again.

Brave Mae  took the savage beating .

Then in went the blade as she fell her thoughts still fleeting .

 

Up in the castle  the demon and Witch both both reached  a climax

He exhausted, she her skin all torn blood flowing  in tracks.

Heaving and sweating with lust

She threw him off though he was in mid thrust.

 

The Witch felt Mae’s wounds and her pain.

Though in agony  she smiled  seeing now  her end game.

Dragging herself over the demon’s

quivering body,

The Witch crawled towards the window leaving a trail all bloody.

 

With an evil glint in her eye she saw Mae’s plight

She watch as Ewen  sped to her aid moving at full flight.

Her heart beat faster as Ewen took Mae’s bleeding body into his arms

Smiling  she crawled back to her demon lover to drink of him , she had no qualms.

Ewen bore Mae away to rest to heal to sleep

It hurt him so to see her wounds. Out loud  he did weep.

Mae found  Polar Bear in her dream, helped by an angel with raven hair.

He stretched out and  touched Mae , she felt safe now he was here with her.

 

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