Tag Archives: pain
A daydreamer or ADD sufferer
Tune out switch off
Disassociate cough
wheeze
Run off pace never be free
only in daydreams
only in dreams
only in nightmares
and screams
Empathy searching for threats
which threaten you
answer in delusions cruel
criticise your attention span
you’re thick often man!
you don’t understand the problem
but any happiness we’ve robbed you of
every piece of joy
ever since you were a little boy
your mum was stressed
screaming unavailable with hardly any hugs to bless
your Dad a big brother lost
the price of care and all it cost
Never mind you carry on but the exits
Been hexed
you reach out but you’re vexed
No one can love you
it burns through your life
like a candle slowly waxing burning away
into the terrible unconscious unconfident ways
which have haunted you
anxiety insanity no one cares they are fighting their own battles with despair.
Deceiver
Trust my truth
don’t mind the proof
it’s gaping hole
it’s lost soul
Feel my game
the blame game
immigrants are there to blame
says the same man who owns millions
and has aspirations to own billions
A politician
a political movement
lacks improvement
just another bowel moment
just another noun
sounding out to name his enemy
stinging like a sea anemone
giving you an awful rash
and taking votes for cash
Sponsored by
and lobbied by
big corporations and business
another rich mess
from Cambridge
Oxford and Eton
as disabled people are a beaten into mess
filled corner
and human beings are trafficked and told they have no right to stay even though they were born here
but haven’t got the paperwork
another office clerk
More bureaucracy
more lies
media moguls
facebook spies
the tears of crocodile
who hunts and preys
on the working class and their delusions
and takes advantage of their confusion.
Welfare cuts
A poverty trap
now a map
for the after life
If there is even one
work work work
in this god forsaken land
until you drop down dead
Because the retirement age has gone up
drink from a cup of black coffee
If you can afford it
cut back your life
until you’re a skeleton on the doll
lose your independence until your just a ghost of a soul
Go to the dentist get fleeced
be told to live within your means
and be told your disabled and unclean
til all of humanity are hard and mean
and there’s no kindness in this world
in any boy or girl
we live in a vicious Victorianesque country
where productivity and making more billions and billionaires is the only reason for living
and poverty is unforgiving
As we eat the scraps and take the meds
of a capitalist world view
that doesn’t care about anything but making more profit.
The God twins spoken word story
In the beginning there was Mind
In the beginning
There’s was mind
then there were thoughts
written in time
We were twin flames
I was your first word
you are my soul
I come from you
as we all do
Soul spirit and happenings
became time
you Alice Sophia holiest of spirits
are my reason and rhyme
thoughts and souls entwined
We are one torn in two
I love you more than you think I do
I want to take you home
where we can roam free
But the fire waits for you and me
One last test to be free…
Facing Mortality
Facing Mortality
Facing dreary days
Death is a book read
the ending said outloud
I might have 20 good years left
schizophrenics die sooner than Neurotypicals
I believe our consciousness lives on
after this skin fails
A skeleton flails in the dark gasping for air in its lungs
while its soul breaks free
of the old carcass or chrysalis
in a way I have been searching for a exit
no need to hex it
let’s go
this life a daydreaming visage
a stage we barge through
Without any dialogue
only what we choose
My circumstances bruise
what can life do but promise a lot
then end
I love you all message click send
Maslow’s pyramid
Ensnared enslaved
by not having our needs met.
A modern day trap, a net
Their self efficacy built upon the billions
who will never have their needs addressed
just giving them their trauma and stress
No room for karma
just workers enslaved by big pharma
and tech
living on the streets or renting
Never venting
never getting to the top
just growing rich peoples crops
the pyramid weighs us down
the weight of a rich persons crown
who’s only thoughts get activated and actualised
while bullying billions of lives.
we cannot reach the top
too many distractions and traps
Life is unfair it has no map.
Maslow’s pyramid or is it a mountain to climb
life is unfair this poem shows the reason and rhyme.
The Throwaway poet
A Throwaway poet
With throwaway poems
trying to sow seeds of change
to rearrange
Your thoughts and life
My rhymes are tight
but like paper I recycle ideas
put them in new ways
to pave the roads to futures unseen
where we can dream
I am a poet put my poetry in the bin
read once but change within
come back and memorise my verse.
I am the vessel for my pen
even when
you can’t see me I am philosophising
comprising
of revolutionary action
but maybe I am too much of a distraction
to make you do any action
or you are too distracted
with your contract
your job
To bother with Dan
I am just a man
who thinks he can write poetry
so throw my digital poems in your recycling bin
and letter the paper burn
or compost
I am you and all you have lost
I am the pages
the war you wage
from this desperate stage
In this level of the game
you can throw me away but you will know my name.
Darkness turning into light
Darkness turning into light
my fright turning into fight
all sadness I restrained
turned into love
my eyes focused on her
my picture on the wall
a flower opening her petals like wings
begins to make me sing
I know my true foes are triumph and disaster
both are foolish things to master
I am time
the fading
into blades of grass
then emerging into the everlasting
I am cast into the fiery furnaces of hell
tempered by water the river banks swell
the steel of sword that comes out my mouth
Will protect the people I love
but sometimes will fly away like doves
and the bullets fired
Will miss
and we will kiss them away
with words that heal
and reveal
hidden truths
like super sleuths
and detectives
that are respected.