I am not a poet I am an idiot Simply writing down While I frown Thoughts in my brain Which steadily drain From within my soul On this paper to pool
Sleeps curled, in a ball Black glossy coat. Night hunter In blankets well wrapped
Perfect start today. Sleepy eyes open. Surprise! Smile Morning tea in bed.
Heart sore, silent weeps. Forever gone – the days drag on Alone. You left me.
Red leaf spirals down Hits the waterfall, sparkling Gone, vanished forever.
Birds wheeling overhead. Clear grey skies, fresh winter air. Calm. Perfect. Serene.
Anger needs release Rage and death need sealing in Pain needs excising
Guilt drips. Eats my soul. Acid burns into bitter thoughts. End it all now. Do!
Black dog bites fiercely Downward dark spiralling fall Glimmer of hope gleams