Sad

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My tiny tears ?

My tiny tears ?

Aww there’s something about the sunset that makes me want to cry..tiny tears well up in the corner of my...

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Scars

Scars

Mental pain far too deep
No need for physical scars
Pain building a home in my heart and...

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Coronavirus Poem Second Wave

Sadness

Coronavirus Poem Second Wave

Our lives have changed
Like never before I can't hug
Or kiss my beautiful mother like before...

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LOOKING FOR CANS AND BOTTLES


You throw it away and treat it as rubbish and trash
One person out there disagrees and sees...

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ROUGH SLEEPER

Rough sleeper doesn't sleep in a comfy bed
Rough sleeper sleeps in a shop doorway instead
...

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Clouds

Clouds

Clouds understand my pain
they cry for me
with me

they are the only ones seeming to...

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The untouchable

The untouchable

We have the ability to touch our surroundings
Like the screen of the electronic device you're using...

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Silence

(*BANG* represents a gunshot )

 Silence

I have never heard anything in my low hanging life
Not a birds song
Not the beat of a drum...

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Dear Dad

Dear dad,
You were supposed to be a king.
The one who wore the crown,
But now that ive...

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Hope

Hope

Seeking a cloud to fall upon.
All I find is the ground,
staring back,
mocking me....

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Highway Is Empty

Highway Is Empty

The highway is empty, the presence has gone,
The head is still reeling and dizzy,
The arms of...

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CODEINE my little friend

toilets of grinning past

Prescription lists
taking prescription piss
out on varnished coffin lids
near where...

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“Oh my sweet Angelina” ❤️

“Oh my sweet Angelina” ❤️

I comb her hair with the softest bristle brush I can find
I want to be so very careful
I...

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ME AND ME

the last horse on a still roundabout

Picking scabs
from this rearranged body
marking the blood
stigmata and cross
...

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A Trilogy Of Tragedy

The Morning, The Afternoon, The Night

A Trilogy Of Tragedy

The Morning was the wee hours of Saturday, our angel Cody laid in his bed;
Too deeply rooted in a...

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Two Memories, One Mind.

Two Memories, One Mind.

I had a lapse within my mind,
A strange and fickle thought resigned
I felt it on a summer...