No Words There are no sounds today. Stirring awake as I take breaths of pure oxygen. I’ve lost my will to speak. I think I’m going crazy. I look at you while falling from grace. Our hands slip as we fall away from each other. I still would rather not make a peep. No sounds, no fears. We are slipping away down a dismal hole. Tiny spikes will impale us. I think I should have warned you. But I let us fall and we were barely grazed. Landing on the hard cold ground. Feeling free of life’s iron grip, you lean over my body. You hold me and begin to open your mouth. I motion with my last bit of energy. I know, I know and cover your lips with my finger. Lying in your arms, I pass away. Covered in your tears, you close my eyes. I am free. I like this poem that I wrote because it's strong. Its message is that sometimes I want to be the hero even until death. I saved that other person's life in this poem. I was struggling f...
Welcome to the corrupted menagerie that is the mind of Master Joshua Harke. Beautifully wrapped around PTSD, Bipolar disorders and Love. I strive to spread messages of love, hope and rising above the pain.