Feeling Like Dirty Laundry

acosted by stains
then put through the wringer
turned and tossed
every which way
we then hang ourselves out to dry
after the deluge filled us up
thrashed us about and spun us dry
i’m desperately hoping that life
finally removes the remaining tears

Feeling Defeated

life cruel sometimes
desperately wanting change
ache of pointlessness

A Life Stolen

dementia is a robber
it takes away, in bits and pieces
the life not only imagined
but the existence sculpted by the body’s owner
memories slowly fall away
sadly, loved ones become shadows in their fragile minds
and no more explanations about existing are forthcoming
with frustration they move forward to their end

The Five Ws + One Bonus

Redux

who are you?
who are you really?

what you show, beauty
what you feel, ugly

where do you see this going?
where do you think?

when you laugh, it’s only all the right things
when you cry, in private

why do you hurt me?
why do you always hurt me?

how you act, pretentious
how i feel, awful

Protect Yourself

do keep safe from harm
be on guard for the wicked
please always take care

Exhaustion

problems torch my soul
miles to go before i sleep
i reach my limit

The Watcher Of The Defeated

holding on for you
those who life has defeated
gnome who cares deeply

The Horrible Truths I Know

everyone i know owns disqualifiers
i love them anyway
because i’m human
so are they

what distinguishes
those i keep and those who become disposable
a willingness to examine their faults

cherish those
who spew only truth

make peace and move on

Hiding

in those moments when life overwhelms us
a retreat may be necessary
voluntarily encased
the boundaries ease our mind
a journey inward
to reflect, relax, and release
the struggles we have encountered

On Edge

Inspired by Reena’s Xploration Challenge #369 – Isolation &
Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Writer’s Choice

in isolation
so many dire scrambling thoughts
leading with despair