Life Without Relief

Feeling vulnerable with no one to turn to,
What can I say? 
Who can I say it to?
Just an emptiness resounds.


Lying in the midst of chaos,
or is it in calm?
It's hard to tell as they merge.
Soon there will be only one,
but which I do not know.


The fear enshrouds me
and weighs on my mind.
No knives can I hold,
As the inner pain grows.
Taken from my grasp,
To save from bloodshed.
Relief is no longer an option,
Endurance, the only choice.

Life feels ever more futile,

Nebulous and trivial.

How much longer will it last?

This world's no longer

a desirable stead,

Yet the only alternative

is to be dead.

(c)2011 David McGarry

The Hangman's Rope

Completely alone a knife in my hand,
slicing the flesh as though it was sand,
missing her deeply wanting her here,
so far away my eyes brought to tear

When will I see her? why can't I go,
out into the world that I used to know,
try leaving the house but I can't go alone,
panic erupts like a huge cyclone

The emptiness inside continues to grow,
stabbing my heart as the blood starts to flow,
out of the wounds and onto the floor,
what is it that this life is for?

Fear invades my being completely,
everything's lost with her not with me,
my world is in pieces without hope,
depression strangling like the hangman's rope


(c)2010 David McGarry