Gatsby

1 A.M

A dark void has consumed the skyLeaving no traces of yesterday’s sunLittered with starsThe vain moon is upsetThat no one is awake to admire itA deep silence fills the airOnly occasionally interrupted by the sound branches disturbed by a slight breezeOr a cricket’s chirp on a warm summer’s night

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Morning Struggles

The screech of the  alarm clock shatters the silence making me aware of a world beyond the darkness.  My body is heavy and resists movement.  My brain struggles to raise an arm to shut the alarm off so it can return to its state of slumber.  A ray of sunshine cuts through the corner of […]

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Worries About Mourning

I worry I will not be able to cry at my mother’s funeralOr my father’s for that matter I worry that as people stop by to give their condolencesThey will notice I don’t care much for their wordsLuckily sunglasses can help me hide I worry about the days afterThat things will go back to normal […]

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The Beast

Every cycle of the full moonThe beast withinIntense painShakes through my bodyHead poundingRage,sadness, confusionAn eruptionRivers of bloodThey call me uncleanThey call me cursedThey think they can shame meBecause they fear itMy powerMy strengthThe beast within

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Charade

The perfect familyThe children always smiling and politeHolding their parents handsWho in turn hold each other’s handsDressed in their bestAs they head to Sunday morning church servicesThey take their seatsHands together in prayerThey listen quietlyThen all of a suddenA mistake by the littlest oneCauses a loud bangA sudden yank by the fatherWith his eyes on […]

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They Come At Night

BewareTormenting soulsMemories of the pastDressed as beastHowling in the darkCausing havocSniffing out the stenchOf the guilty onesGnawing away at the mindTearing at the spirit Draining lifeDriving there victim into madnessLeaving nothing morethan an empty shell

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An Anxious Meeting

A loud sirenA pair of doleful eyes looks into the rear view mirrorRed and blue lightsPull over slowlyRoll down your windowTwo hands on the wheelGoosebumpsA shiverBe politeNo sudden movementsDo what they sayYou have nothing to worry aboutYou did nothing wrongDear God protect meA giant manFlashlight in handMarchesBe politeNo sudden movementsDo what he saysI have nothing […]

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5 P.M

The delight of the end of the work dayQuickly replaced by the dread of the journey homeThe streets are filledTraffic flowing like molassesDrivers blinded by haze of the afternoon sunLost in their worldWith lingering thoughts of work or what waits at homePerhaps loud music or the afternoon newsTwo cars smashed togetherCan’t help but catch their […]

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