rolling highways of aging steel spikes of steel arching upwards stretching from here to wherever even possibly infinity remnants of a life discarded frantically clinging to rusted spikes as the blustery wind plucks and rips desperately trying to set them free these cast aside fragments finally break free to fly but only to be caught by yet another highway of steel which proceeds to agonisingly shred, rip, tear more of its life away right down to the marrow
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What to Do?
what to do? ……. when your heart turns to dust all you want is just … yet your blood becomes rust when in flash all turns to ash as your life is slashed as all you can feel is cold steel as you slowly reel what do you do to survive? when you only feel alive after five
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus
Standing Serene
in the waxing and waning of life as the sea of tranquillity transforms with the fast approaching misfortunes of poseidon be that island of serenity in the raging storms and pounding waves of life's tempest ….. just stand serenely and be
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus
Like Water
walk with me in the woods dig me a hole just pour me into it make me like water filling every crevice and cranny and then …. leave me be
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus
No Limits
rose petals pressed between blank pages bleeding out, total commitment to the cost of pressing on
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus
Moving Towards Hope
heard you feeling down show me where it hurts? tell me your story so, I can share your pain I to have that feeling, again of pain fast approaching from where you ask? from the chasm of my self let me get up to hopefully, walk away from this pain this is not who I am, not numb to life, rather alive to possibilities
© 2019 michael d emmerich
© 2019 mikesnexus
Hold On!
what is it that we value
what is the cost of that,
which we so value?
what do we owe and to whom?
to save a friendship
or one that you love
that one, who is there for you
loving unconditionally
accepting of you, regardless
of all your baggage and shit
the walls of silence
and absence
hold on to that person
don’t let go
fucking fight
because
to often, we are waiting
for what’s already there
open your eye’s
see the love
right in front of you.
© 2018 michael d emmerich
© 2018 mikesnexus.com
The Forgotten Soldier
history written by the victorious remembered by the soldier forgotten by all battered, bruised, discarded honour cast aside no medals for the forgotten warrior once forgotten memories now return new wounds emerge new scars new pain and guilt but still society forgets wars once popular now become an anathema silence abounds but the memories remain history written in black but remembered in blood history written in scars survives beyond the fading text politicians write the history soldiers carry the weight of that history
© 2016 michael d emmerich
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Shadows of My Mind
skittish shadows, flirting with the smoke filled shadows of my mind and still my mind burns like cheap whisky coursing down my throat while the beckoning, cavernous maw of blackness approaches just another hungry mouth that needs to feed at the trough of my existence
© 2018 michael d emmerich
© 2018 mikesnexus.com
All at Sea
alone adrift all at sea winds prevail and blow endless sky horizon lost in the blue searching for firmer ground white dove released in hope to return with what or not at all
© 2018 michael d emmerich
© 2018 mikesnexus.com
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