Shakespeare's words, Hamlet's trice,
Blood runs cold, heart turns to ice.
Catharsis, therapy, vented emotion,
Knelt before a hangman's noose, fucked up devotion.
Sorrow cries, bitter speech, rebirth just to die,
Brother's loss, sister's fear, hear a mother cry.
Twist a mind to a spinal spear,
Break a soul, no days left to spare.
Roundabout cage, embedded rage,
Fucked up thoughts on a empty stage.
One man show, show one man,
Spray tan, spray tan, make up's fan.
In the dark, crossroads meet, reaper's lover,
Tick tock, tick tock run for cover.
Little boy, now bigger gone round the bend,
Midnight bell tolls, stories end.
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Dark Nights at Noon A Collection of Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems about my struggles with mental health issues. Writing has always been an escape for me and it has exposed me to some of the most wonderful and creative people this generation has to offer. Their words continue to inspire me to...
