soul

tormented And Hurt

tormented and hurt

i can feel it coming on
like the calm before the storm
like a flower without sunlight
is my body badly torn
i took it for granted the days i could go
now i sit here, all alone
day by day it doesnt change
just a hard uphill battle every fucking day
tomorrow will be bad
probably worse than today
as i walk to the front door
and smell the air
my breathing gets heavy
hands start to shake
can feel like my knees , are starting to break
i can see the sunlight
just out of my reach
as i drop to the floor, feet from the door
its already to late
it broke my legs
and cut my throut
with its long rusty jaged hooks
into my back
it halls me back to hell ,
It has won
anxiety and depression
will not be overcome ...
even tho ill wait my chance
day by day
I'll once again to break free someday ...

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Death and the Crow

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Camino

The smell of the dying and the dead that littered the streets had become so overwhelming, the plague itself almost became a forgotten thing, next to the walls of decay. Body stacked on body; miles of arms and legs, and the crows and worms both living and dead that were left as a testament to the plague's power. Even the chemical masks that had been scavenged from the dead, did little to hold back the putrid stench of death. There are many stumbling blocks on the road to salvation.

Linger

Happiness lingers,
and flutters,
in the valves of my heart.

I can feel it,
all through my veins,
in my body.

Dancing in a way,
to the beat of my heart,
like the tom-toms in Africa.

Happiness lingers,
and flutters,
like butterflies in my heart.

I can feel it,
all through my veins,
in my body.

Dancing in a way,
as my heart,
beats like the tom-toms in Africa.

Linger ~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Made this poem as a dedication to Africa. I do not know the roots of my African heritage but I feel like I do. Whenever I think of Africa, I think of a place full of happiness.

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Keeper of my Soul

Every single page is blank,
Every line so fresh.
More promising than old and dank;
Eager for my secrets.

Soft modest blue, so dull and dark,
Lips sealed, it won't recount
The words with which I made my mark
On paper that listens.

If my inspiration betrays,
Comfort it will supply.
Even on my darkest of days,
Into it's clutches I sink.

When people plug their ears and sneer,
When I am soon to fall,
My new journal will hold me dear,
The best friend of them all.

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Fat and Blame

i've backed myself into the corner again.
i sit there likes it's the only place that ever felt like home.
my troubles replay on an infinite loop.
the more i change the more i end up here.
my hopes are washed away by my tears.
the fears harbor me and i hold them near.
i begged myself to let go of the past, but my chains are pure titanium!

faces and places lose their impact.
i can't remember what i forgot.
all the nonsense makes sense to me.
my thoughts form but never sink in.
i'm treading water but afraid to swim.
i want one person to accept as i am, but no one cares!

i laugh for no reason.
these up's and down's are my seasons.
i could convict my soul for high treason.
i handed out my heart like it's replaceable.
i keep getting angry at my disgraceful behavior, but i'm addicted to the danger!

fat and blame circle my bones like a vulture.
i can't continue to sustain this new me.
i feel my pounds creeping back onto me.
i can't say i'm eating out of misery because i'm so damn happy!
i fear this will come to a bad end, but i can't walk away from him.

Robins (Haiku)

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Haikus

Listening to them
chirp after three days of rain
soothing to the soul.

Copyright © Cynthia Jones
May.11/2012

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What Can I Say?

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My Love

What can I say to her?
How do I explain?
This feeling I equate with love inside
So strong it causes pain?

Pain to see her fall all day
Pain to see her cry
Pain to know she walks the road
Which leads people to die?

Pain to know she can do better
Pain to dry her tears
Pain to fortify her soul
For countless, endless years?

Pain, I wish I could help
Pain, I want to kill your fears
Pain, I want the best for you
To turn sorrow into cheers.

But what can I say to her?
How do I explain?
This feeling I equate with love inside
So strong it causes pain?

How do I make her feel?
How to save her from herself?
I try but she’s not listening
So I continue to give myself.

Yet what can I say to her?
How can I explain?
This feeling, I know it’s love inside
So strong it causes pain?

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Leave Me Forgotten,Think of Me No More.

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My Love

Life, Love, Truth
Beautiful things giv’n me in my youth
But I wasted them all away.

 

Your love, your eyes, your kiss
All of the things that I miss
But I never made you stay.

 

Glances, chances, charm
Who knew they could bring such harm?
I left your spirit to soar.

 

Death, time, rotten,
Please leave me forgotten,
Think of me no more.

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Psalm of The Broken

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Psalms

My eyes have not seen
And my ears have not heard
What my heart wants to know.
My tongue is a snake
A poisonous viper.
My hands are evil
But cannot leave me.
My soul is in torment
It haunts me day and night.
My heart is broken;
Love has long left it.

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