Submissions by dazmanta (Darren)

I’m sat there watching you,
You’re sat on your bed,
With crazy thoughts bouncing around inside your head,
You look sad and depressed as you put a hand full of tablets in your mouth and take a swig from a bottle of Southern comfort to wash them down,
Your face looks tired and emaciated,
Your eyes are fixed and dilated,
You’re just staring into space and by the look on your face I can tell that you are being haunted by a thousand dying memories,
I tried to reach out to you and tell you that you are not alone,
But as I moved my arm,
You moved yours and you...

Dreaming never ending nightmares,
Forever screaming out in pain,
Plagued by flashbacks of abuse,
Images burned upon my brain,

Reaching out for a lifeline,
Silently crying with inner rage,
The pages in the book are all empty,
As I tear out page after page,

Memories imprisoned, forever stirring,
Within my empty book of life,
Body bruised and forever scared,
Blood spilled by the blade of a knife,

Guilty feelings and self-loathing,
A worthless life just ebbing away,
Memories of an innocent child,
Left alone to rot and...

No one hears me, or understands me,
Because I speak in silence,
But I hope that someone will see my words,
My message,
Then help me to find my sanity,
Help me to untangle the mass of tortured memories within my mind,
But they can’t because their blind,
They can’t see my dreams for a stronger life,
A life filled with an everlasting touch,
Am I asking too much?
I dream of the future,
But I can’t let go of the past,
My mind is distorted with confusion,
Fighting against its own delusions,
Am I really here experiencing this emptiness?...

There’s an eerie silence as I open the door,
Then my footsteps echo on the stone floor,
Stained glass windows all around,
My heartbeats racing, will I be found?
I walk down the isle towards the alter,
My heartbeats still racing, will it falter?
There’s wooden seating down each side,
Where many tears have been cried,
Where many people have sat and prayed,
Is this where memories start to fade?
Then as I look, as I look and stare,
People start to appear everywhere,
Sat in the seats, their eyes full of tears,
I know them all; I’ve known them for...