Written at 11:40 pm on 02/28/2015.
© L.J. Slaferek
So cold, Why is it so cold? The air as I suck it in In gasping breaths After I have punched my knuckles…
The frost on the trees Glittering in the morning light A shroud of purest white Lies upon the field A blanket with the waves of a sea
He is lost Alone Is he dead? Is he alive? Trembling hands
Screaming at the top of my lungs, Throat raw and ragged, And yet I make no sound. Blood pouring from my wrists, Ragged gashes forming a railroad u…
Night comes The darkness closes in On the form sleeping in the bed It cannot be stopped It will take another victim
The moon howls out in the night In so much pain its beautiful comp… The sun writhes in the day sky in… How long can you stare at the sun… Grey storm clouds let loose a torr…
I can’t keep up this race, So bone-chillingly lonely, Still lingering in this cold place… I’ve had this dream before... Pain, agonizing pain strikes again…
Putz She laughed, sometimes Made me smile, a lot Raged, sometimes Made me run for the hills, occasio…
What is hope without hopelessness? Love without hate? There is a balance ‘but’ I feel no balance
Thoughts collapse Mind full of gaps Can’t escape Pain takes shape Cuts on a wrist
Writing poetry at 4 am Is not as romantic as the poets sa… It is not with love I write Or hatred It is neither
What is the most painful word? Is it hate? That abject raging emotion that… Hate can be fulfilled, one way or… Or maybe it’s sadness?
The Colours Are Almost Gone ‘Countless bursts of colours swim… Vivid explosions of expression That know no bounds That never had bounds
The fall is less frightening Than the ledge upon which I stand To fly like a bird is freedom To stand like a monolith to pain i… The water looks so calm below
Shadows all around Smothering the ground Scraping along the walls Of my mind A thing of darkness