Whispered Death

*****Please note this could be a trigger poem. It is about lack of self. Leaving life behind. While I have only once felt like this (when I was 15) it never really leaves your mind. This poem is in no way reflective of how I feel.*****

I stand

waves slashing

sky

pink blood

shed

as day wanes

into night.

Roiling spray

drenched grey

looking outward

seeing only the bad

nary the good.

Voices whisper in my ear

so subtle

driving me a little crazy

telling me wrong

telling me right

telling me so many lies.

One does not know

sibilant

slightly under range of hearing

voice ringing in my ears

failure

wrong

liar

fake

names that go on and on.

Nights on my knees

praying

screaming

absolution please

come my way…..

I  wish I may

I wish I might

I wish that I could die tonight…..

©July 11/20

Picture is my own.

 

Love’s Desire

Salt laden breeze

strokes my face

tender caress

memory

eyes closed

lips parted

scent of you

surrounds me.

Tear

unbidden

rolls over my cheek.

Smokey dreams

fade with the sunrise

ache

deep seated

pretending all is fine

ruby red lips

creased in fake smile

eyes heavy lidded

shuttered.

Sand

streams between fingers

night scent

leaning back

eyes land upon gleaming star

and

for but a moment

I wish

my dreams to come true

love for me

love for you

a blend of two souls…..

©Dec. 29/19

Picture is my own