HaikuWriMo 27The corridor is blocked,Doors barred- padlocked,Bitterness ensues.
Personal Rainrain falls,caught in blackened branch,splashing peaches.
HaikuWriMo 26A disease,Spreads through the body,Depression.
HaikuWriMo 25Mental machinery,Whirs as it blocks,Rumbling heart pistons.
GlassThe glass shatters,Impaling shards,Once help now hindrance. ----------------------------------Such desolation awaits the traveler,Why- in the room lie the bodies,Of those that she loved,And now has lost,In her hands she grips her goblet,The glass shatters.In stunned disbelief she holds him,Her oldest friend, her dearest love,The one she would have died for,Who is grey and cold upon the floor,She kneels and pays no heed to the,Impaling shards.She waits and breathes softly,Immersing herself in the grief that takes her,That steals away the glow from her cheeks,She cannot leave this place,But she must- for she is bound by duty,She stands and is consumed by such raw pain,The glass that fell as shock stole her breath,Once help now hindrance.
Of AbuseI watch as the shadows,Amass within me,There's nowhere to hide,And no air to breathe.They are creeping before me,Casting their pain,I am backed into corners,I can't do this again.All around me are pictures,Of a young screaming girl,All the while she is crying,'What a horrible world!'She is battered and taken,She is lost in herself,Yet she fights for each moment,To be put on that shelf.Watch her happiness stolen,Her freedom is gone,In a house that is twisted,By a mind very wrong.She can't help but believe them,She is but their dog,Enslaved and betrayed,She is clothed in a fog.Yet her spirit's not broken,She works to break free,Then she loses her faith,In the powers that be.Her hand is all torn up,All beaten and bruised,Yet she reaches for help,She is one of abuse.
NumbAnaesthetic is,A method to help the hurt,Calms and numbs the pain.But what if the pain,Needs to be felt here and now?You cannot be numb.