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...