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…..
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