Lost and Forgotten

Tossed out of your life

Dropped on the ground

Stepped on, and spit on

Like garbage disposed

A King deposed

Worms tunnel through

This decomposing body

Left in the dirt

So mercilessly


Now here I lay


Author’s Note:

We’ve all been there.  Made to feel like garbage, or less than nothing.  Perhaps it’s something that’s eating away at us.  Either way, it’s an awful feeling.  However, it’s not permanent.  We’re capable of healing too.

On a side note, I’ve been struggling with this for a while.  More so in recent months.  It hasn’t stopped me though.  Life isn’t easy, but it does have it’s good moments.


Broken Dreams

In this field of broken dreams,

There lies one that has fallen

so far from home.

Damaged, yet not broken.

Lost, yet not forgotten.

In this field of broken dreams,

There lies one on the verge

Of breaking.

So fragile to the touch.

So precious to the heart.

In this field of broken dreams,

A lone dream screams out

In silent agony.

Suffering quietly.

Dying gracefully.

In this field

Where dreams die,

A lone dream takes its last breath.

In a beautiful graveyard.

A final resting place.

Another dream breaks.

Another dream dies.

Fading from memory,

Only to be lost forever

In this field of broken dreams.

Author’s Note:

We have all had our share of broken dreams, or losing them.  It hurts.  Sometimes they die slowly right before us.  The above is a dream that dies slowly.  Minutes, days, years… The image represents the beauty of the dreams we see.  Not all dreams die though…  Hold onto the ones you have, and you may see them come to pass.


A Moment

Standing in silence

At the end of the day.

The sun’s warmth on my face

Slowly fading away.

The darkness creeps in,

A cold breeze follows.

For a moment I forget

What it feels to be hollow.

In this twilight minute,

The world slows to a crawl.

I close my eyes,

Dark thoughts I forestall.

Savoring the moment,

Of peace and serenity.

A relief from the chaos

And pain that’s inside of me.

The moment is forever,

But it passes in an instant.

Like that, it is gone…

But it is worth every minute.

Author’s Note:

Sometimes we just need to take a few minutes to appreciate what’s around us.  Feel the breeze on your face and forget about the world’s problems.  Your problems.  Just savor the moment of being alive.



Fractured fragments of my mind floating weightlessly in front of me.

I’ve lost myself a while back living a livid lie.

Searching in vain for something unseen to sustain my sanity.

Hope is lost as I cannot heal this hemorrhage in my head.

An empty shell that echoes of an existence erased.

A broken mind, and a broken man

Is all that’s left of me.

Author’s Note:

Sometimes I feel broken.  More than just the “not working” kind of broken, but the kind where I can’t make sense of any of the pieces, or how to put them back together.


Despair – Part II

I hunger for your Happiness.

I thirst for your Joy.

I aim to shatter your Confidence.

I yearn to shake your Convictions.

I long to break your Morale.

I wish to crush your Dreams.

I seek to devour all your hope,

and leave you with nothing.

I will consume you,

and you will be mine.

My claws of Misery,

firmly rooted in your core.

You know who I am.

I am Despair.


Despair Part 1 –

Author’s Note:

Always have hope.  Always have faith.  Lest you succumb to this ravenous beast and find yourself swallowed by complete and utter despair.  Even the smallest amount of hope, or faith will keep you going.


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