Poetry
Ripping Apart
I noticed a tear in the fabric beginning to start; Trying to repair it the edges pulled further apart;
Once noticed and my hand trying to repair; the more that I tried to fix it the larger the gap flared;
Tried to sew, add tape, and glue; Thought maybe I would ignore it and it would again be new;
No answer seemed to work, no solution for the tear; Should I just ignored it and leave it there?
Fabric torn and restitched will always show a scar; Yet a tear left to run will always go to far.
Adrenaline
Today I looked fear in the face - Jumped into the flames with a smile
Took flight with God’s grace - Soared for a while
With adrenaline in my veins - A parachute on my back
I took my phobia by the reins - My fear I attacked
Now I can rest - I have won
Conquered my fear to free my soul - Jumped into the flames without paying a toll
Voices
Voices, voices - Make them stop! Tap, tap - Whether I like it or not
Walking, (shhh!) walking - Outside my door. Knock, Knock - What has the devil come for?
The knob turning - the lock (click!) - Oh god, save my soul! Praying, praying - Please let me go quick!
Running, running - A hand at my neck. Chocking, chocking - Breathing my last breath.
Why, why? Do you choose me? Voices, voices - “To set you free”
The light, the warmth - I though the devil’s at my door?
“Shhh!” quiet my child leave your body on the floor.
Blank Page
Staring blamkly at the page; I try and sort through my rage
Why do I burn with hate? Why does the devil taught mr from the gate?
What has made me feel so dark inside? What has taken my soul on a hellish ride?
Who controls the darkness of my soul? Who destroys me to fore fill their goal?
Where do I go from here? While the flames control my fear?