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Don’t Worry Darling

Don’t worry darling, I know it will all be okay.

Though things may now seem hard and dark, there is always a way.

There’s never any shame, in feeling lost and overwhelmed.

You only need to be yourself, there’s no need to pretend.

You may retreat inside yourself or even push others away.

But those that care will never leave and stand by you everyday.

They may not always get it right and sometimes push a little hard.

They’ll often fumble, clumsy in the dark, as they battle with your guard.

For when you need me, you’ve got someone to listen,

Anytime, all day, all night.

There’s nothing you could ever say, to make me leave you from this fight.

Just be a little patient and I’ll promise I’ll try to.

You’re going to so get through this, and make all those dreams of yours come true.

There’s no barrier you can’t overcome, no solution we can’t find.

And you can tell me anything at all, whatever’s on your mind.

So take a breath and calm yourself, just let the emotions flow.

If not with me then someone else, but please let those worries go.

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Lost to the Grey

Posted: November 29, 2014 in Dark Poetry
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Lost to the Grey

The grey sea drags me under,
Flailing limbs fight out under a facade of deceptive calmness
I shan’t prevail
My will seeping beneath the solemn waves
Embracing the anticipation that all may soon be still
No heart or soul left to lose
Long decayed to the dust that shall soon be washed away
Conscious thoughts breaking away overpowering guilt tainting the moment
As I let myself let go into the suductive grey darkness
May this greatest of sins be finally washed away

No More

Posted: May 15, 2014 in Dark Poetry
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Break the silence
Kill the fears
Speak the truth
Expel the tears
Release the anger
Free the rage
Harm the self
Serate your cage
Take the beating
You’ve lost the fight
Now close your eyes
Sleep at last tonight

…Eternal

Give me a second

A moment of peace

A break from the hurting

For all pain to cease

A rest from regret

And self blame to pass

A lull to the heartache

Pause the nightmare at last

Give me a second

Please that’s all I ask

Then a little longer tomorrow

So I can lay down this mask

Hello 🙂

I decided to try doing my first ever video and well here’s the result. The poem is an old favourite of mine that I wrote a few years ago and I think this little video breaths some fresh haunting life back in to it. If you enjoy this poem and wish to read some of my older material please take a look at the My Books section on this blog where you’ll be able to find links to download 3 of my dark poetry anthologies through Amazon.

Hope you enjoy the video.

Music: Mars by Misha Mishenko

AS THE CANDLE SLOWLY MELTS

I wearily close my eyes, as the darkness of night falls,

On yet another lonely day, trapped again within these walls.

I reach out to light a candle, and watch intently at its flame,

As the playful dancing light, seems to whisper out my name.

Calling me forever closer, pulling me now further in,

As I drift of to dream, from this tortured world of sin.

Consumed by the fire, releasing up my soul,

As my mind seems to wander, in a state of lost control.

In these moments of distraction, that my sanity’s now dealt,

The hours pass like seconds, as the candle slowly melts.

In a corner of my mind, the distant future’s what I glimpse,

Of a hell made in heaven, in a blood red rinse.

Where the angels of the Devil, scream violently in pain,

Their enduring satisfaction, redeeming pleasure as their gain.

Like the decaying of a corpse, or rose petals as it wilts,

The hours pass like seconds, as the candle slowly melts.

As I see beyond illusion, reality slips in again unseen,

These moments of gratification, alas was just a dream.

As I struggle against temptation, self preservation’s what I fight,

But this battle’s nearly over, and the end must fall tonight.

So as this burning mass of wax, nears the end of its belt,

My life will soon be over, as the candle slowly melts.