Poems from christopherjames

The autumn air has become thick Filled with fear and desperation What was once home Has become Hell on earth Destruction rapes the...
The clock strikes 2 am As I wait for him To blow down the doors The phone rings That is probably him I answer it It was not my husband...
Encrusted red splattered walls Red spotted floors Serve to remind me How everything I do Is wrong in his eyes Those bloodshot eyes Coming...
Looking outside my window Through sorrowful eyes The sky tells me its’s time Gathering my strength I walk into the cold The sun decides to...
The time has come To end the suffering Of those I love Becoming weaker each day My body corroding away Confided to this bed My life is...

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