Wednesday, 3 June 2009

No Blame

I stand here before you today
A defeated look on your face
And I know that I had a choice
And I know that I chose disgrace.

I do not choose to justify
Or try to displace blame
I accept full responsibility
And I hang my head in shame.

I gave up. I gave in.
And I chose short term reprise.
I am sorry. I'm so sorry.
Don't give up on me now - please.

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

They

They creep up slowly hiding their faces

Making no noise as they approach the scene

Being seen by nobody and masking their presence

But continually moving forward without hesitation

They position themselves to encircle me

And I become vaguely aware that something isn't right

But I carry on regardless, not knowing what lies in wait,

Ignoring the danger s that are waiting for me.

 

I go about my business

Usually trying to smile and laugh with people

Making conversation, and joining in jokes,

And sometimes forgetting for a while that there is anything to fear

I sometimes feel so in control of them,

That I can become untouchable

That my logical mind can reason them away,

Or my activity block them out.

 

But they are still there. Lying in wait.

Waiting for their opportunity to pounce

To catch me offguard

To frighten me,

And to make me feel so small

And so weak

And so helpless.

 

I find the tears welling up behind my eyes

Without any purpose or reason

Without any event to pin them on

And the sadness engulfs me,

And I am left not knowing what to do

Where to turn

No potential solutions seem sensible

I am paralysed

And all I know how to do is cry,

But all I can get is a few tears.

I feel the sobs inside of me,

Desperate to get out,

Desperate to make their noise,

Desperate.

But my face screws up,

My eyes let out a few tears

And then they stop.

Without removing the sadness.

And I don't know how long they will stay,

Or why they stay.

Or why they came.

But here they are.

Encircling me.