The Battle

Sickness dwells
within the nooks
and crannies
of the mind

thoughts and words,
destroying life
from the inside

No one knows
how long it lives
before it starts
to bite

But slowly
and assuredly
it wins the
dreadful fight

With memories
of battles lost
the sickness spreads
too deep

The darkness
closes in,
the mind too sick,
too scared
to sleep.


The Black Hole

I am the darkness
inside your head,
I crumble your spirit,
make you long to be dead

I erase every colour
that brightens your world,
leave you gasping for air
as your life it unfurls

All the laughter and joy
are swept down the drain,
as I poison your mind
with unspeakable pain

The black hole it deepens
with each passing day,
no strength to climb out
nor keep the demons at bay

A life not worth living,
no light to be seen,
a tunnel to nowhere
full of silent screams.

Full Moon

Every month the pages turn,
the horror creeping in

Time ticks by and slowly
his scary world begins

Uncontrolling voices start,
he cannot get away

The manic life he hates so much
takes over come what may

A person I don’t recognise,
a stranger no one knows

Dangerous, so scary,
life is threatened,
voices grow

Painful scars inflicted
to release the fear inside

If only I could reach him
but the demons make him hide

Tears appear from everywhere,
the lucidness returns

He cannot face reality,
fresh scars begin to burn

A frightened child is lost within
a world he cannot see

The moon retreats,
The madness fades,
Once more his mind is free