Abandoned

I like to flirt with you through jokes
And innuendos
And poetry
And song lyrics...

Murkiness, miasma stifling me
Visibility is zero-zero impossible to see
Such a smokiness of...

Cannot fix this pain
or spell insane
crawling with those desperate worms
across the...

Muted bleak dusks
Moonless and wanting
Stars are even more dim
Beholding the canvas of...

I think
Hell
Is like
Being
In
A cornfield
Miles from
...

Witches are bitches
but never snitches
born with
emotional power
brought from...

A name wasn't what they called me. What they called me identified me by the colour of my skin.
The...

You we're burning bright red, you wanted me to burn too.
But I had different reservations, I was a...

The outside world thought him strange and funny
The London bus drivers knew him simply as Sunny...

They cascaded us onto planks of wood
And tainted sheets
We looked through the ceilings and...

The blade
The knife
The stove
The rope
The water
The gun
There’s...

This is to the one that stole from me.
A piece of me.
A piece I shall never get back.
...

This isn’t a poem but if you have read the stuff on my profile and have like it I’m a mental health poet...

Naked scratched walls
hung with crucified stain dotted prints
large vacuums of empty shelving...