Shadows
My Mind
Rainy Night

Shadows

A
Liquid
Blue shadow
Cascades into
Swirled puddles of sunshine where dust motes dance

Vicky Stevens

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My Mind

My mind is where I live reality is where I die. Reality is where I live my mind is where I die. Confused? Me too. I don’t know where I belong. I’m too scared to exist in reality. So that world is dead to me. My mind, the only place to which I run and hide is dying. So where will I go? Where will I exist?

Nobody wants to understand why I am the way I am. All I have is the ruby rivers that flow from me.

I’m not just a dark soul anymore. I’m something beyond anything that I could of imagined but yet I don’t have a name for it and I don’t know how to describe it. I’ve a soul as black as night that lays dormant. Watching, waiting for something to come out of nothing. Watching the world go by. Waiting for the hope that it needs, the love that it dreams for.

Ginger

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Rainy Night

Just a little cautionary note: This poem may be TRIGGERY for some. Keep yourself safe and please don't read it if you think it'll badly affect you. Take Care, xxx R

My tears fall like raindrops
on a dark and cloudy night.
The blade pierces my skin
like the lighting in the sky.
All emotions in a tangle
like a twister's recent path.
Suddenly, all my feelings cease
as away goes all the wrath.

Courtney Warren 21/01/04