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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