The reflection

I look in the mirrorwhat do I seebut a stranger looking back at me. I blink my eyes, and the stranger remains in my sight.How does he copy my every move?How does he seem to know my every action as I make it?The man in the mirror is a strangersomeone I do not know,who looks … Continue reading The reflection

Trigger Warning: very dark place in my mind. (Untitled)

This is the last, and darkest piece of poetry I wrote during my latest admission. It does not reflect my current state of mind. The urge to harm myself hit me today,wave after wave, I fend off the assault by my mind.I did not sleep well,shat should be 8, took 11My brain lies to me,it tells … Continue reading Trigger Warning: very dark place in my mind. (Untitled)

The Psirens song…

The call of the psiren embraces my mind,the lure of peace tugs at my soul,the psiren is a liar, a liar with promises of gold.The song of the psiren is alluring,the call of the psiren holds promise,the psiren is known by many names.SatanDevilThe Fallen oneThe reaperDeathThe psiren's call has lured manyI am in good companyYet,I still … Continue reading The Psirens song…

Fractured Faith…

BelieversFriendsFamilyPeople taken before their time.I strive to believe. I fight to believe.There must be a purpose to it all, right?My faith has been strong,my belief unshakeable,now fractured into dust.I don't understand, Lord.Help me understand, Lord.Friends falling ill,Family gone before their time,They are all at peace now,At peace with You.My Faith has been testes and left fractured,I … Continue reading Fractured Faith…

The Pendulum

Life is a pendulumDon't you see?You swing through lifelike a monkey through a treeUp and downa person swingsfrom young to oldyou shall swingThrough happiness,and sadness, and back againthe swing shall beYou cannot get through life without a swing,Up and downthe waves will assault youuntil you think you'll drownKeep your head above water they say,you must hang … Continue reading The Pendulum

The Reaper…

Life and Death are parts of the same, a coin tossed by the reaper as he approaches his preyLife and DeathAre parts of the samenoise on the channelwhile watching the game.No one who lives escapes deathbecause they are linkedby reaper's fate.Though we do trywe can not heal allOur minds and bodies are fragileand the reaper over-rules … Continue reading The Reaper…

The path through the darkness

The shriek of the radio tears through the night. Another night's sleep wrecked. It's time to go to work. Another interaction with people having the worst day of their lives. Another person gone too soon. We are highly trained. We are highly motivated. We do this job so others may live. Photo by Pixabay on … Continue reading The path through the darkness