The Poetry Marathon

The face I hide

flying high,

hurting deep

a loud sigh.

Sounds of the sea

the turmoil in me,

fighting to see

I must take my leave.

The trees in the heat

the planes that take off

I love to take watch

they leave peacefully.

Gold leaves and skies

a wolf mourns from far,

some distance I feel

we both feel at war.

A morning with sun

in a world frozen cold,

where money is what rules

and compassion is null.

Tears no one sees,

for those with no voice,

helpless they feel

alone with no choice.

Tired they get

in a world with no care

Where is the love?

why won’t they share?

Get dressed or we’ll take you like that

hostile she was, eager to shame,

a nightgown she wore,

they wrote down her name.

In handcuffs she’s placed,

as her son arrives

she can’t feel a thing

so inside she dies.

In her mind she does

she managed to dress,

afraid of them all,

they made her feel small.

She made a mistake

now bullied by them,

could she bounce back?

She’ll never know when.

I seek my peace from people’s thoughts

to escape the pain,

I hide myself not well at all

is it in vain?

Alone and safe,

it’s how I feel;

I stay away;

It’s quiet now,

turn off the lights

Lord get me through the day.

What will they think?

why should I care?

from people’s thoughts I flee.

They think; they stare.

Why should they care?

from people’s thoughts I’m free.

The shadow, from within

it rose from inside him,

can evil be explained?

perhaps it says so much.

The shadow had reached high

but no one could say why,

it’s hard to say it’s true

for how could one believe?

He caused so much harm

the consequence still felt,

the pain has lingered on

a devil’s aide he was.

That explains the black,

the shadow she once saw

the candles overlooked

the black that engulfed her life.

The evil he had cast

the shadows from within

should we blame it on that?

the demons had claimed him.

I am on edge

waiting for something

to happen

filled with dread.

I question what festers

inside my head.

What could that be?

I am on edge

help me recall

what you have said.

So many things

I hurt inside

if I could remember

all the good

instead.

I am on edge

should I be

thankful I’m not

dead instead?

In love with night, oh yes I am

through its dark I ran,

The stars are out, and I can’t sleep

I love the night its dark so deep.

In love with night with all its sounds

solace when I’m feeling down,

Tears dry up from all my pain

they now mix up with the night rain.

In love with night until no end

If only I can depend,

Upon the moon and all the stars

I love the night my love goes far.

The bullying years they won’t go away

Laughter and jeers, that hurt every day.

Hard to forget wish I knew why

My sadness combined with tears that won’t dry.

It wasn’t me, I’ve realized that now

Never fit it in; I wanted somehow

On Sunday nights, I sobbed on in dread

fearing the weeks so inside I’m dead.

The bullying years, where no one showed love

To wake up in tears, completely shook up,

Still have no friends, afraid now to trust

I have stayed away, I simply now must.

Its hard to look at him

knowing he’s a shell,

The man he used to be

I always loved him well.

Somewhere deep inside

There are things he can see

Annie, he once called

He was expecting me.

Time is running out

Some days he gets worse,

Mom has had it rough

Not sure how she copes.

Cruel it all may seem

My tears that often fall

But he’s still my dad

I love him most of all.

He shackled her legs

as she started her day,

Already confused

She’s far from okay.

Frightened and hurt

and made an exhibit,

Lost and confused

but no one can visit.

Wronged and demeaned

She now wants to die,

Lower than dirt

and now they know why.

She did what they asked

it wasn’t enough,

They probed on her psyche

and she had it rough.

They wrecked her frail mind

She cried every minute

the power they had

to just crush her spirit.