Can You See Me Now? - A Poem

 

Life churns noisily around me

Like an unstoppable Vortex -

And I am trapped in the centre,

Ignored, Unwanted, Invisible.

Laughter springs joyously

From the mouths of my tormentors,

As they walk right over me

Like I'm a long-forgotten grave.

Shaking, simmering, seething

I can do nothing but wait

'til my mind blows and shatters,

And my eyes blaze Hellish red.

Give me a gun, give me a knife,

It's time for me to end your life.

I step out of the heart

And into the hurricane,

Disturbing the flow

That you have created.

Dead eyes gaze back at me -

A mass of unfeeling zombies

Trying to make some sort of sense

Of what I'm about to do.

I was never so bad,

Would never hurt anyone...

But you pushed me,

Shoved me over the edge.

I have a gun,

I have a knife.

It's time for me

To end your life.

Hell burns through my veins, and how!

Listen up people, can you see me now?

© Copyright Cory Eadson, 2012

Scarred But Still Standing - A Poem

"Scarred But Still Standing" has pretty much become a motto for me. It's a way of saying, "Yes, I've suffered, but I'm still here. I haven't given up. I'm still alive, against all odds!".

Twisting, writhing rage

Burns like acid through it's veins,

And a stabbing agony in it's heart,

Gets worse each passing day.

Ev'ry insult taken,

Stings deep down inside.

Ev'ry kick or punch,

Brings bitter tears to its' eyes.

Born in cold October,

Destroyed, age 13 onwards.

Reborn five years later,
As a heartless, damaged monster.

Black becomes it's symbol,

'Evil' – an adopted name.

Never forgetting those who caused

Such thoughtless, searing pain.

But Time has healed much,

A new Era can begin.

I can smile once again:

“Scarred, but still standing.”

© Copyright Cory Eadson, 2012