One day I was on top of the world
Cocky and beautiful; patient and extreme
Slowly and methodically I started to melt
My soul slid painfully into the obscene
There was nowhere for me to change
I gripped the wheel of crooked self-destruction
My whole world went ablaze
As I awaited painful instruction
There was no end in sight for me
The lights all dimmed to black
How could I postpone this horror
And get my life on track
The crooked wheel so awkward yet pristine
Its nooks made me feel unique
Little did I know beneath the surface
Their twists would leave me shattered and weak.
I commit to myself
I commit to you
I commit to whatever
You tell me to do
I’m rough around the edges
And chilled to the bone
No more spark in my eye
Cruel seeds have been sown
There is something inside
Palpable and fearsome
I can’t let you touch it
The Joker of my kingdom
We commit to the game
Joker and Pauper
Get a load of me
And get a load of the horror.
© 2017 DAMSteelman
Stuffed down in the dark, cobwebbed dirt
That’s where I bury the pain, loss and hurt,
I’ll never be that version of me again
Sometimes it’s easier to let the demons win,
Don’t you worry your pretty little head
There’s more than one way for us to be dead,
Sure I’m breathing but am I truly alive
It’s just an adaptation of conscious suicide,
Some days are a struggle from my first waking breath
And it’s all I can do not to hate myself to death…
via Daily Prompt: None
There… the tree where I last saw your face.
You were looking at me, waving and keeping your place.
The wind gusted and howled.
You laughed and I scowled.
There was no time to save you – none.
I screamed for you to run.
You didn’t; at once, you were dead.
Now I have a ton of fire wood in my shed.