My inner chantress summons me to my knees
Whispering taunts are carried on the breeze
My perception of what once was tis now gone
Carried away by torrid tempers so strong
Unforgiven and relentless is the quest for misery
I am the motionless lock and sadness the key
In a maze of uncertainty I am now bound
Will a way out of this torment ever be found?
For what was carried along to me by the breeze
I'm sending it back for my inner chantress is displeased
©Kim Brown 27th August 2012
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Writing has been my friend since a teenager...I laugh, cry, think, pretend, smile as I do it. I feel that I communicate better through my writing as in person I can appear a tad scatty.
Lips sealed, Ink written riddles, Art of yours, tongue to wield. Reckless & messy, playing emotions like a fiddle. Looking right in my eyes, Out comes all of your lies.
Sticks and stones - I suppose there's only so many times you can shift your weight between the balls of your feet and blink while they, with their forked tongues of concrete and stone are throwing...
A Silent rage In a Violent cage Feelings seeping For an age A Silent rage In a defiant stage Feelings creeping Fills the page A silent rage Has been engaged Feel it seeping .
So it was all a lie, One final lie to fool us all. We've said are final goodbye, Now you've come to enthral. leave me be, I want no part in your games. Let me be free, Keep me from the flames.
I fell to my knees. Bowed my head. Offered up my wrists. Closed my eyes to the red. I'm not even finished or done yet. But too many mornings are in regret. Familiar faces around me last night.
#acrostic. Life is governed by such emotions. Of our hearts and of our minds. Violent storms and rocky oceans. Escape these things and love survives. And after love has been and gone.
My soul is now a battleground A thousand armies bugles sound I wonder just who will succeed Will the light or darkness bleed.
The pressure is on me,. How much can I take,. It's only me that they see,. I notice my feet quake,. I feel like I'm under water,. Or smothered in acid fog,. I know the wish to slaughter,.
@sjw bless you my darling...yes indeed a big huggie will def make me feel better....thanks my sweet😘😘😘😘😘
Chin up, these things are sent to try us apparently although that doesn't make it any easier. It's lucky your tough! 😌😽😽
@crowncottage aww bless you my sweet...that's very thoughtful....just a lot on my mind and it obviously came through via this write...life's a rollercoaster 💔❤💔
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