When the message comes from the shadow From the antithesis, from your fear, How do you respond? How do you fight the tears? When they’ve taken your voice and your hope By ignoring the plea and your tears How do you respond? And hide your fear? When they ignored your statement of “no” By taking…
A silence so heavy and hollow It can wrap it’s fingers around your heart Reaching through the inner shouts And tormented voices A silence so thick and empty It can wrap itself around your mind Reaching through to highlight the doubts And question all your choices The difference between lonely and alone Is that silence…
There’s a moment, an unquantifiable measure of sound, of time, of intention and of desire Where a heart-skip descends into a heart-break Or a heart-break lifts to a heart-skip; like fire. Take that ghostly uncertainty by the hand and be found, in that moment, that heart-beat, that breath Where first-love descends into love-lost Or love-lost…
A silence so thick, so deafening I can feel it closing in around my cage The cage supposing to protect my heart The silence stifles as I force my breath to engage A silence too cold, like lightening I can feel it’s breath taking hold of my heart The breath supposing to offer a beat…
Sometimes there’s just no space to feel anything Other than what’s expected Go through the motions Do what’s predicted Don’t cause a fuss And stay unaffected. Sometimes I lament I prophesise and I long for, Just sometimes I feel it would be easier, If I could be gone for A heart beat or a moment…
The rain thunders lightly on the floor, With each tap-thud-drip my heart sinks some more The greyness and the thunder Like the beast inside my chest Pulling at the fractured shards Never stopping, he’ll never rest The rain reflects the light in each falling gem Like the flicker in my heart that I’ll be whole…
All those questions you always and never want to know All those feelings you always and never want validated All those answers you never yet always want to hear All those things you never but always want to remember Did you just get bored? Did I do something? Did you ever really love me? Did…
When fears linger & crouch in shadows
Like devils in the fog
Knowing all it takes is fractured light
To spring them from the darkNeeding courage to be blinking back burning tears
To step over your heart in the dust
Leave it behind for a future
You will yourself on because you mustBut a white fear grasps at my senses as I look to tomorrow
Knowing you'll never be who you were entwines my thoughts with such sorrowWhen fears linger & crouch in my thoughts
Like devils on the edge of intent
Uncertainty of you
Spins my syncopated hopes into descentHow can I move on and say my goodbyes
When, so silently and abruptly you left
Being around you every day through circumstance
Makes every minute and every hour a testTo shake up my world is so cruel when it's just about my heart
Hoping to find solid ground, an opportunity - still I'm sad to restartI miss you. I love you.
And as always you entice and enchantBut I'll take fate by the hand and leave it all to chance
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Fix my fractured heart with a new kind of dance
Merry Christmas folks. Here's a new poem which is very close to my heart about accepting your here and now at a time where you're expected to fit in with the clichés and expectations of others. Realising that you can enjoy the now and still remember those you have sadly lost.
When the family gathers and the smiles start flowing
With the cold crisp air all eyes are glowing
When the air seems filled with festive tunesAnd laughter hangs in the decorated rooms
Like gossamer threads in the frosty morn
Starlight glistens, they burn brighter than before
Telling tales of the moments gone, the unforgotten daysAre handprints ghosted on surfaces, gifts and doorways
A cliché; I know, but it's the small things I adoreAt a time where we all notice and are more aware than before
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Very pleased to say that my poem ‘She sits’ has been published on Spillwords today. Hope you enjoy it, And thanks for your continued support folks. Josie x
Scribbles of an insomniac 