Hello?

Billy may be absent,
but his ghost remains.
The journey?
Beyond before,
more treacherous,
chaotic,
caged,
liberating.
Life is a see saw,
blindfolded
and upside down.
I'm dizzy.

Torn

I am torn.
a heaviness beyond anything past
has gripped me
a vice that isolates me
from reality.
I am caught,
a maelstrom of thoughts,
wild,
errant,
destructive
and I am living
minute by minute,
waiting for the end
of the matter.
Nowhere to turn,
no arms to comfort,
the sadness hangs
heavy
on my face.

Inside my mind

Is this hell?
My errant mind,
Searching,
Struggling,
Fighting
For the truth.
So, tell me,
What is truth.
I have lost sight of it.
So I am caught,
Captive,
Wondering and wandering
Trying to find home.
Perhaps Hades is within me,
Nestling above my neck
Hiding within my hairline.



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Grief

I grieve,
The loss is heartbreaking...
I am a contestant
In a race to my diminishment...
I am a passenger
As I watch,
Lifeless,
Powerless,
As my hopes
And dreams
Shrink into yesterday.
Where was this one,
Full of hope
And recklessness,
Where has he disappeared
Who has he become,
And I grieve
And I mourn
At his passing.

Goodnight

The darkness,
It's relentless swallowing,
Light surrenders,
And stillness,
A quiet,
The night.
I sit,
Thinking,
Balancing reality with perceptions,
Where will the dawn appear?
I wish I knew.

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Alone

I am alone,
I sit here,
Hearing you breathe,
Listening,
But not sharing.
I am alone,
I listen to my thoughts,
But they are too self destructive,
They are too self,
I cannot escape,
It's better to be deaf.
I am alone,
Why,
I am full of words,
They cascade,
My thoughts uncontrolled,
And totally reckless.
Where,
Left,
Right,
I look for my allies,
But,
Like me,
They have chosen to be deaf
To this concophany.
I am alone.
In this chaos
There is the silence
Of abandonment.
At least that's how it seems.



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Quick

Quick,
Start the search,
Call the dogs,
With torches
And troops.
Launch the helicopters,
Alert the police
Without delay
The lost must be found.
We have lost reason and intelligence.
We have become the teachers,
Abandoning being taught.
We proclaim the right,
Whilst avoiding our wrongs..
We are full of our own needs,
We are blind to our poor.
We are full of slogans,
We can quote the shock jock's bile,
We are lost without knowing,
Oh god,
Start the search.
We are lost.
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