Alternate Reality

In a drunken stupor,
I gaze out of a secret window…
Out into the hazy world…
Where reality seems absurd.
Dreamy states exist here,
In the walls of my mind
Expanding spaces…
Widened horizons…
Greet me in a soothing dawn
That of realization
One window on each wall
One wall on each side.
One real world
Many made up…
The hangover of reality fades
Into freshness of alternate worlds
Dreaming, wishing and breaking free…
From the rigid realms of reality…

Abyss

I walked on and on…
Into the open arms of the ocean,
Unaware of my destination,
Blinded by a sickening grief…
She welcomed me into her,
Her violent waves,
Tearing me away from the shore.

I drifted away…
Lost in a churning blackness,
Unable to come to terms with reality,
Aghast at the heights of horror…
Sinking into a swirling vortex,
Of unending calm,
Her arms, my only comfort.

Home at last,
I sank into her abysmal depths…
At peace now I slept,
For all eternity.
Away from harsh reality…
Serene in the abyss,
Of her nurturing womb.

Spectrum

A delightful spectrum,
Stretched across the sky,
So vibrantly sensuous,
So colourfully inviting,
I was drawn to it…
Born to the rain and sun,
Of their frenzied lovemaking,
Glistening lazily in all its ardour,
Bridging the earth and sky…

I ran to it, to grasp it…
Hoping to be enveloped…
In its fulfilling embrace,
As I neared, it smiled…
I reached out to touch and hold,
But my hand went through…
So I sat down to gaze…
At his majestic aura,
All an illusion…
And he faded away to emptiness…

Lurk

Strangers lurk in dark corners,
Waiting and watching…
For a chance to strike,
At the wounds they sense…
To dig daggers… deep…
To slowly bleed me to death,
Sucking out strands of thought…
Drawing out memories…Memories…
Being replaced, erased,
A horrendous emptiness now…
Shadows of anger, pain, fear,
Shaping the wonder of existence…
A futile one…
Voids, blank walls, lifeless, still…
Strangers claiming to be friends,
Friends not there anymore,
The soul not complete anymore,
Life not worth living anymore.

Empty

Silent laughter…
Almost empty, ringing…
A smile that stops
At the lips…
Fading…Watery
Never to reach the eyes…
Dying…. Painful…
Bitter laughter,
Worse than furious tears…
Hollow, never surfacing…Screaming out quietly.
Failing attempts…
To fake real laughter.
To kiss joy goodbye,
To forget everything but pain.
Sore wounds,
Being scarred again…
To watch death
Taking its toll
On a dying soul…
Trying to live...