Creased face,
Open-mouthed and wet.
Gulping and heaving.
A suffocating realisation
That you may never possess the capacity
To differentiate my laughter from my sobs.
Tag: Sad poem
02/10/19
A puppy falls in love with a lamppost.
Forgetting it has been forcibly chained.
Accepting the cold metal indifference.
Sitting together silently in the rain.
01/10/19
No poem today.
Because my weak words are failing describe emotions too intense for my mind to comprehend.
I’m sure that I must be dying.
30/09/19
Good things happened today but I ache
Debarred from sharing them with you.
I agonize instead, reliving the awful things I wish I’d never said.
05/08/19
Empty.
Again.
Imitation echoes
Against thin walls
In a hollow heart.
I forget how to feel real.
An expressionless reflection
Refuses to meet my gaze.
