Hiding happiness
May 26, 2020
Deep down in my poetry
I see you hiding there
Hating all the things I write
Chastising what I share
You want to hide all that I am
To guard the way I’m seen
As you can’t cope with negatives
Or things that aren’t serene
As you’re the lie in all of us
Pretending happiness
As anything that doesn’t smile
Is dreary haplessness
So, hideaway and bitch at me
Continue fighting misery
Replacing words of memory
Whilst I record the things I see
©KarlTearney
Not what you want
May 26, 2020
The cycle comes around once more
Just why that is
I’m still not sure
Emotion bouncing everywhere
The good and bad
The just don’t care
To try to capture how I feel
Is far too hard
It’s so unreal
It’s like my life has long since gone
My body stays
But that’s just wrong
An energy that keeps it here
A ghost it seems
But not of fear
Not heaven sent nor is it hell
It’s stuck on earth
An empty shell
Fighting its unconsciousness
So close to death
In carelessness
My eyelids heave, both up and down
Each time they move
It’s like I drown
Not in water, more in space
The darkened sense
My falling grace
This body mine, that takes its toll
It’s long lost host
It’s long lost soul
Inside there’s nothing but a lie
That I’m so well
That I don’t cry
I know that you’d not understand
This foolishness
That I’d not planned
For no one writes of things like this
They write of love
Or ones they miss
There’s just no place for oddity
Dismissive thoughts
That I’m still me
©KarlTearney
Willow Tree
March 12, 2016
Willow, Willow, Willow Tree
We’re very similar
You and me
While others climb up to the sky
We stay quite low
And wonder why
We twist, we turn, we look so strong
But deep inside
There’s something wrong
We weep, we weep, we weep all day
We try so hard
To run away
But we’re both rooted to this land
And so I’ll stay
To hold your hand
Our arms outstretched and hanging low
We look so sad
Quite rightly so
But willow Tree I have your back
So we can stop
The lumberjack
©karltearney