An unrelenting blizzardUpon evidence’s mountainA single witness screamingDetailing all accounts andDrowning me with fearBefore the scowling judgeAs I await the verdictAnd a sentence to begrudgeIn Psyche’s crumbling prison In Psyche’s crumbling prisonI scrawl dreams upon the wallsLost sanity and freedom whileSilence slices through the hallsNo visitors, no guardsThe solitude consumes meVoices whisper from the darknessAContinue reading “Psyche’s Prison (full poem)”
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Psyche’s Prison pt. 2
In psyche’s crumbling prison I scrawl dreams upon the walls Lost sanity and freedom while Silence slices through the halls No visitors, no guards The solitude consumes me Voices whisper from the darkness A haunt of words accusing As I sink into the shadows
Psyche’s Prison
An unrelenting blizzardUpon evidence’s mountainA single witness screamingDetailing all accounts andDrowning me with fearBefore the scowling judgeAs I await the verdictAnd a sentence to begrudgeIn psyche’s crumbling prison
Refreshing
A glass of gin calls my nameBeseeching me to sipBy crackling wood asShimmers of moonCatch my eyeMy soulDriftsI sighBeside theWooded lake, lostIn the still of nightWith quiet contentmentRefreshing the busy heart
One Day
Bright eyes, big grin ~That smile, that laugh ~Tiny joker, always happy ~Playing for the crowd ~ Then darkness, deep sorrow ~That frown, those tears ~Melancholy, trudging sorrow ~Longing for the light ~ Keep longing ~Keep searching ~One day hoping ~One day ~The darkness lifting
May Breeze
Curtains sway in a May breeze ~A whiff of lilac and roses ~Swells of young love lap ~Waves kissing grains of sand ~Silk sheets cocoon their embrace ~As morning sun breaks over the sea ~Song of birds stills racing hearts ~Calm, calm, let it be, let it be ~Swaying in a May breeze
Mike Bergman 