I found myself
Walking in my sleep
Feet at the edge
A nightmare reality
Making it’s way to the surface
From beyond the deep
My mind a raging storm
Faces and memories torn
Away in a frenzy
Dazed and confused
What’s in my head
Grasping at bits and pieces
I can see a light
But not the source
Yelling and lying
Can I stop dying
The sound of
Breaking boughs
Add to the echoes
Babies are crying
Running and hiding
They are still fighting
Sirens are howling
Who am I following
Searching for believers
Hands tied
You all lied
Macabre marauder
Voices in my head
It’s not your time
I don’t need a mother
Guess I’ll just ride
With my brother
Second guessing myself
It’s second nature
Second skin
If I could just get my mind off it
I’d get a second chance
Take a look at the abusers
In the rear view mirror
Full speed
No longer in need
Knife to my back
Concrete coming fast
(Inspired by The Cranberries “Zombie”)
(Image by Alexander Jansson)
Hypnotic and powerful
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on Blood Into Ink.
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I want to shout out your words they are so alive
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Thank you! What a wonderful compliment ❤
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Dont feel bad there is a Mars Pluto opposition in orb now so its just connected archetypal energies the blog commenter picked up on. This is such a powerful poem id love to see it set to music with cinematic images , though I know it comed fom deep down in your soul…☺
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Comes from whoops ☺
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😉
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Not sure what you mean about Mars and Pluto? But thank you for the compliment ❤
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That girl needs a huge hug, and comforting.
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Awww… thanks. She gives herself a lot of comfort now ❤
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🙂
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Oh dear- this makes me think of the Grenfell Tower tragedy as well :(((
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I’m not familiar with that?
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Really?? The entire tower block in London of 24 floors which just ignited and burnt most of the residents to death!? Google
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Oh yes! I know about that. I don’t watch tv or news very often but did hear about that. So very sad 😦
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Sorry, I should have been clearer. I’m just a bit full of it at the moment, as a lot of my family live near that part of London, so I’m watching it unfold with horror daily. I realize you didn’t mean that at all when you wrote it… but the image certainly reminded me of hearing that people jumped out, and threw their children out… I kind of hope people ARE offended: it’s a disgusting result of callous, mercenary political decisions…
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I can’t imagine the terror. I’m so sorry, to you and all of the people impacted. I’ll change the image. I’m not up to date on the details but it sounds like it could have bee prevented?
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Bless you. I love your poetry; it was definitely the image which upset me, and it is indeed just unlucky timing! But I’m only one of many readers… and I just re-blogged someone else’s poetic response to the fire in fact. We all have our contribution to make xO
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I really appreciate you bringing it to my attention and so sorry to have upset you. Had I been thinking of that tragedy, I would have never used that picture. The last thing I want to do is hurt people, especially when they are already hurting so badly. Thank you so much. Keeping you in my thoughts and sending love ❤
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I wasn’t thinking about that when I wrote it so I hope I didn’t offend anyone. That was definitely not my intention. It is such a heartbreaking event. Poor timing on my part. Apologies to anyone who may have been offended ❤
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