Enigma

Thinking about the hereafter and how to salvage this endeavour
The tide changes on a day to day
All the while you remain airtight
Maybe it's my folly
Do you mean to enfeeble?
An enigma at my side
I cannot feel whole while you remain disjointed
Do you consider this sentience?
FEEL IT ALL!
I do, every look, glance. Every touch, every atmosphere drowning me at times
But I know I live I know im alive




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Apology of a sort

Wow.
It has been a rather long time since I posted anything, to let you all know I am still here just lacking creativity, my new job is rather full on sometimes which I think has killed my imagination somewhat.

I am working on some new things so will be back with you all when I can watch this space guys :)

Melancholy No More

I gaze upon a pale scene; its dispassionate aura feels me with melancholy

I long to access the spectrum of life, to inject vibrancy into its core

My imagination takes flight, shooting splashes of colour, of life to the scene untouched thus far.

Swift as a shooting star, the scene is bland no more, I am the scene it becomes my creation.

©Ann Dempsey 2013




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Arrows

Burning anger rages within An elevated sense of danger Breaking through the octopus like grip Upon my aching crimson heart A bargain made to become enchanted Bursting apart at the seams The arrows fly piercing my armour I am no longer able to be so distant Broken, alone and under attack. © Ann Dempsey 2012
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Traveller

So many roads to choose from Stop for a while That sense of danger lingers Try to recall a serene time Choose your path taking a chance You the traveller chasing your dream. ©Ann Dempsey 2012
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Filled With You

Grey skies loom above me. My heart is still full Filled with the warmth of the sun. The cold breeze nips at my face. But my skin stays warm Warmed with the warmth you give me. © Ann Dempsey 2012
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Survivor ' 08

These words tell of my struggle
A struggle to keep from drowning
Drowning in my own emotion

This paper a drain to wash all emotion into
Wash away these feelings
The feelings that are no longer good for me

These emotions: Guilt
The guilt of being someone
Who so many are repulsed by

Shame, the shame
That your innocence was stolen,
Before an age where innocence made sense

Loss, the loss
You feel when people you love are lost
Through no fault other than your own

Pain, the pain
You feel when you realise
You do not deserve the love of those around you

Worry, the worry
You feel that one day
You may find you lose everyone you hold dear

These are the emotions felt
By someone who lost a lot
And gained even less

The words on this paper
Are vessels to wash emotion away
A mental release

These are the words of someone lost
The words of someone found again
The words of a survivor.

© Ann Dempsey 2008


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Filled With You

Over my head and into my soul.
You have become engrained in my very core
Somehow, you did not have to make a space
you fit perfectly, comfortably
Into what was and empty cavern
Now completely filled with you.

© Ann Dempsey 2012


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general frustrations

Something has to give thats what is said in times of trouble, but I wonder why is it always the good things that give, why can't the trouble give way for happiness?
I feel as if I am the one in trouble for the actions of other people, I know I am not in trouble not hated, and yet still I feel helpless to do anything to resolve the issues for fear that the minute I do, something else will come along and destroy it.

I want to start again but I am not allowed, this frustrates me I understand all reasonings for decisions that have been made, but why then does this understanding not make me feel better? I am a fighter maybe that is my problem I want something and I want to fight for it but what do you do when you cannot fight, because if you fight you will just be cut off at every angle?

If it were me that had caused all this drama in the first place I would bow down admit my wrong doings and let it lie, but I did not cause this and I am taking the fall for someone elses wrong doings. Oh I do not know anymore I write these musings down to try and clear my thoughts lets hope that time will have pity upon me.

© Ann Dempsey 2011

Impossible

I am damned if I do damned if I don't
To forget you is unimaginable
To dwell upon our doomed romance
Too painful
I pay homage to you though and cannot stop
It is impossible
Distance and time have doomed, destroyed and cemented our fate.

© Ann Dempsey 2011



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