Archive for October, 2012

Blinding, suffocating….

Posted in I'm dying here.... with tags , , , , on 22 October 2012 by misselisabethuk

Suffocation, suffocating, suffocate,

The mist growing quickly, thickly, as I wait,

Blinding whiteness, in a blanket I am wrapped,

Not seeing outward but looking inward, feeling trapped….

Here’s one I’ve written in red… Left for Dead

Posted in I'm dying here.... with tags , , , , , , on 13 October 2012 by misselisabethuk

Seeing red?
He was left for dead.
Getting cold and stiff,
with a subtle whiff.

The night so black,
hid the thud and the whack.
T’was a bat of wood,
he fell where he stood.

Robbed of a life,
he thought would  be long,
he was wrong!

A fighting start…

Posted in I'm dying here.... with tags , , , , , on 11 October 2012 by misselisabethuk

Early start, rub eyes, it’s dark,
clamber for my dressing gown.
Tip-toe quietly, around the house,
careful not to make a sound.

Looks cold outside but in here it’s warm,
a cup of tea and breakfast made.
Watching BBC1 news on the telly,
stories of fighting, i’m dismayed.

I pull myself up, to the shower I go,
where I can relax and clear my head.
Thinking of the long journey to come,
how I wish I was still in bed.

Now dressed, make-up done, bag readied,
I wait patiently for the cab, O-
good-bye house, I’ll miss you,
once more unto the breach I go!

Down trodden…

Posted in I'm dying here.... with tags , , , , on 2 October 2012 by misselisabethuk

Low to the ground, low in my heart,
I need a lift or a new start.
Head in the sand, it helps sometimes.
What have I done?  I’ve committed no crimes!

Low to the ground, low in my heart,
the willingness to smile is sometimes a fight.
My tears are warm and fall down from my eyes.
What have I done? I’ve not told any lies!

Low to the ground, low in my heart,
Not even the sun can prompt a new start.
The world is now dull in it’s brightest hour.
What have I done?  I’ve surrendered all power.

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