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602, 2014

Weeping Willow

By |February 6th, 2014|Confusion, Introspection, Life, Lonely, Loss, Lost, Nature|Comments Off on Weeping Willow

The Willow stands central in the garden,
Weeping onto winter’s bitter shoulder.
I hear her crying in the dead of night,
I pull a pillow over my head;
But the sadness still remains.

Her slumped trunk,
Her sagging skin,
A vertical eye forever open.
Her branches hang like […]

2411, 2013

Ridiculously There

By |November 24th, 2013|Confusion, Dark, Ghosts, Paranoia, Philosophical, Supernatural|Comments Off on Ridiculously There

Ghosts are interacting with my mind
based on thought and time and place

It seems that’s what they told me
when I told them it’s a waste

I told that they have no place in
my mind
For they do not exist –
That and they do […]

1510, 2013

The Schizophrenic Train

By |October 15th, 2013|Confusion, Dark, Fear, Lost, Mind Games, Paranoia, Senses|Comments Off on The Schizophrenic Train

The schizophrenia train runs straight through your brain it is signalled by destruction and it leaves you insane. You travel in darkness in the middle of night as it leaves reality you beg for the light. It's a one way ticket to hell as you arrive at the station. The devil leaves you with nothing but antipsychotic medication. You begin to panic you must be free some jump the train to safety The ticket is bought like you; your soul taken in vain- there are no stops on the schizophrenic train. @schizpoetry
3007, 2013

From The Edge Of Waterloo Bridge

By |July 30th, 2013|Alone, Anxiety, Confusion, Dark, Death, Depression, Fear, Mind Games, Panic, Psychosis, Suicide, Trapped|Comments Off on From The Edge Of Waterloo Bridge

Sanding on the edge of Waterloo Bridge
With the cold wind cutting my face,
I glance down to the Thames far below;
It ebbs and flows, a sea of waste.

I hold tight to the iron bar,
Blades of ice begin to pour.
Behind me the […]

2703, 2013

CHAOS

By |March 27th, 2013|Anxiety, Confusion, Mind Games, Symptoms, Trapped, Voices|Comments Off on CHAOS

iF THERE WERE 50 PEOPLE IN A ROOM AND THEY ALL STARTED TALKING TO YOU AT THE SAME TIME.
tHE VOICES GETTING LOUDER AND LOUDER, AS YOUR MIND STARTS RACING, YOU’RE TRYING
TO FOLLOW.
bUT INSTEAD OF FOLLOWING, THE VOICES GET LOUDER AND […]

2001, 2013

Poetry And The World

By |January 20th, 2013|Confusion, Haiku|Comments Off on Poetry And The World

Love is poetry

Duplicity taints the world

Together we sing

David Holloway (c) 2013

1601, 2013

Off the Top of my Head

By |January 16th, 2013|Confusion, Introspection, Spiritual, Voices|Comments Off on Off the Top of my Head

TRUTH
Sometimes I can’t even explain
the manic voices that puts
a charge in my chest
while visions are projected
on a screen in my brain
The “I Love New York” ashtray
adds smog to my apartment
and I am the last guy on earth
to figure out I-tunes
I […]

601, 2013

When I Lost Myself

By |January 6th, 2013|Alone, Confusion, Dark, Introspection, Lost, Senses, Trapped, Voices|Comments Off on When I Lost Myself

There are those who are forever searching and
After many decades have passed lose themselves to another world-
Although with much certainty and disillusionment
I can hardly remember living much of a life in
This world where people walk with confidence and self-assurance […]

2010, 2012

Recuperating

By |October 20th, 2012|Alone, Anxiety, Confusion, Insight, Loss, Symptoms, Trapped|Comments Off on Recuperating

After great pain, a formal feeling comes….
-Emily Dickinson

After pain’s mind-numbing decibels,
in the stunned silence of an empty room
a crowd has just left, you feel formal,
you feel like you’re made of glass
sitting on the edge of your chair,
fingers trembling, trying to […]

2208, 2012

Hallucinations

By |August 22nd, 2012|Alone, Confusion, Dark, Fear, Loss, Time, Trapped, Voices|Comments Off on Hallucinations

Night has fallen, although
Midnight hours are never strange, and
When rain or snow,
Sometimes is
Heavily falling, though these sounds I cannot hear.
Somehow
It was just another night,
Another day, or
Another minute
Just as yesterday has
Slipped through the crack
Beneath my bedroom door,
Locked, dead bolted and keyed,
I […]

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