Word of the Day Challenge #96-Untitled Poem

Fingers pressed
rain dusted pane
pain
glowing lights
fade
amber to gold
to silence.
Lost
lips tremble
I hate this
hate feeling I am meaningless
a game
played by you
until bored
I become garbage on the side.
Do you laugh?
Do you point?
Do you crow?
Look at that stupid bitch
falling for me
falling for you
cow
she is willing to do anything
play her along
get what you need
show those videos
disrespect 
she will never know.
Each unanswered message
each unanswered call
tears
fall like rain
realizing
was your game.
©April 1/20
Picture my own

Banal Veracity

Hard to say
hard to see
time has come
to worry
to fret
to wonder
what the hell is going on?
I am lost.
I know that.
I admit that.
My needs are simple.
My needs are easy.
Hold me in your arms
make me feel safe
whispered words
wrapped in your embrace.
These are days…..
days never imagined
black death…..
plague…..
might be comparable
front line
never thought it
hand out
supplication
our new reality.
I do what I have to do.
I keep you safe.
I keep myself safe.
I can only do what is…..
expectations must be modified
within reason
within trust
within my ability to give.
My words go out
my words…..
try to offer sympathy
I cannot though
we are too far gone
there is no returning from this.
Bow
plead
deaf ears have turned
no one is hearing
no one is caring
we shall die
while they eat pie
yet
our fault it will be
so they shall see
I am sorry
reality is blurred
there is no saving you
there is no saving me
there is no saving…..
bland truth
blooded dreams
we can go no further.
©March 27/20
Picture is my own.

Shadowed Pain

Shadows creep
inching along
covering all in darkness
muffled sounds
groans
moans
shuddering in pain.
Not my pain
your pain
I see you on your knees
begging me
pleading with me
skeletal grimace
facade
molted smile
dank smoke rolls in.
Time has come
raw
fading in
fading out
dreams entailed
nightmares
ripped into your skin
tattooed
mouth creased in dismay.
I hear
you shriek
today is no less than tomorrow
shadowed woods
fogged graces
eerie it is
as I become shrouded darkness.
©March 26/20
Picture is my own

Word of the day Challenge #93-Untitled Poem

Shattered
blood red tears
rending at clothes
at hair
at skin
gouging
nails slicing
anything to stop the pain.
I never lied about what I wanted.
I never lied about what I expected.
I never lied about what I was feeling.
I never lied at all.
What you see
is what you get
no more
no less.
This woman
standing
naked before you
baring soul
bitter past
fragile
vulnerable
patchwork quilt
scars
taped together with experience.
I knew
heart bleeding
I knew how dangerous
voices
screaming
kicked into silence
this would be.
I built an illusion.
I built a fantasy.
I built……
but one memory
how you held me
when I bared my truth
my past
like no other man has done.
©March 16/20
Picture found on Pinterest

Best Served

Gently cup my cheek
thumb erases the tears
sad smile
I know
you know
it was never real.
Pain
raging
tearing me apart
my mistake
falling hard
should have listened
when warned.
Fantasies woven
tenderness given
hard not to feel
time to tamp it down
drown it down
lock it away
’cause I swear
I ain’t giving it away.
I am done with feeling shit.
I am done with feeling period.
They say
(I love the infamous they)
revenge is a dish best served cold
revenge is a life well lived
revenge is a lot of things…..
what I cling to as true
the day will come
when you realize……
I was the best you would ever have.
©March 15/20
Picture is my own. Of me.

Invisible Movement

Were I to sit roadside
hands held out
sign asking for alms
would you see me?
Were I to stand at the bus stop
teeth chattering
sodden by rain
needing a fix
would you really see me?
Were I to sit next to you
meeting upon meeting
late night after late night
pressed into duty
pressed against the desk
would you ever see me again?
I am but one of the invisible
fallen amongst the cracks
head down
eye frown
look not upon the great
who can do no wrong
who can rape
who can plunder
who can murder without fear
alas
the day will come…..
judge not lest you be judge
bastardization for bastards
cower
betray
fall…..
pain reaped for pain
desolation for desolation
rejection
anguish
fear
all yours times tenfold.

©March 13/20
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Charred Existence

Pitter patter
I can hear
behind me
subtle shift
one pebble to another
 sharp response
building
 tangible darkness
bleeds from my fingertips.
Running
looking to hide away
to suffer not this pain
 to exhale
to harden this tell tale heart
 cease beating 
for faithless lovers deemed.
Breathe in
breathe out
sweet sorrow rising
 spiraling smoke
curtained twilight
  tears rain.
Reaching out
hands in plaintive plea
tormented by dreams
 carved beneath
ebony charred
 woeful mask.
No lover
no friend
shadowed in corners
 mocking me
hands taken…..withheld
 pushed aside…..
  forever…..
   forgotten.
©March 12/20
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