Living Death

Each Breath Is Like The Last
My life seems to be slipping fast
Anxiety Quickens The Inhale
I feel like I have and will continue to fail

Struck With Neuropathy
Electric Daggers Under My Skin
I don’t want your fake sympathy
I’ve already been tossed in the bin

Health Taken In My Own Hands
Manage My Own Pain, as it stands
One puff or Two
Medical Marijuana Relief This is True

Even Still Pain Will Return
Again I yearn
For final Relief
Take it, life thief

I will Confess
As I hold my breath
My life is a mess
I’m living Death

©2022 By Mary Robbins

We Don’t Need War

Swinging The Double Edge Sword
Cutting The Cord
Thousands Fall
Hear The Call

We Need A Hero
We Need A Miracle
Just Like a Spiro
And Not Theoretical

Everything Torn Asunder
While Bombs Fall Bringing the Thunder
People Flee
They want to be Free 

Questions Aren’t Answer
Building Like Cancer
Everything Continues To Fester
Evil Is The Contester

Invading instead of Diplomacy
Whatever happen to Democracy
Everything turned into a Fallacy
With A Mafia Policy

Barricade The Door
Stay Low To The Floor
Stay True To The Core
We Don’t Need War

©2022 By Mary Robbins

I’m Not Okay

I’m Not Okay

All the years that go by
All I can do is shake my head and sigh
Am I reminiscing or is it my PTSD
Am I losing it or do I just need to scream

Memories flashing before my eyes
Screaming as my mind dies
Enemies I have plenty to go around
Nothing is new it’s the same sound
The drums beat for a war
I rather have a vacation or a tour
I need an escape from this reality
Everything I say or do becomes brutality

People misjudge and misunderstand me
People refuse to see the real in me
I’m almost wanting to write a fact sheet
I’m tired of my doomsday on repeat

When will I have a break?
I need peace of mind
There’s no button to rewind
Live my life humble and be kind
Yet they use the rake

Here we go again ring the bell
Ding ding ding Round thirty
They play the game dirty
Ignore ignore ignore I yell

They’re rotten to the core
Moved four times over the years
Because of attacks and lies
Can’t go out to the store
Will, they ever get the bore

I’m tired of unexpected tears
I’m tired of the slurred cries
I want back my happy day
I want to say I’m fine
I want to smile
I want my time
All I see is vile
All I see is cybercrime
No, I’m Not Okay

©2021 By M. Robbins

Assassination

Assassination

Sometimes I feel like I’m Paralyzed
Because no one has a chance to realize
Everything that is written about me by others is lies
I’ve tried to reason with them yet there is no compromise

I’ve kept quiet in total silence
They attack because I didn’t show compliance
I moved on with my life
Still trying to remove that knife

My wounds are deep and still bleeding
Rumors Repeat repeat and bullies are feeding
Ignore repeat Ignore
Where can I escape when there is no door

I’m ready to jump off that bridge
Wake up I’m on the ridge
Wake up I’m in the human fridge
Wake up and there is a cringe

Sing the song of sorrows
Time wasted and life borrows
There are not enough tomorrows

I was their scapegoat
Like the titanic on a sinking boat
I was being used
Then I was abused

I had to separate myself from friends
To Protect and give them peace
Yet hostilities increase
Messages and Letters being sent of my ends

Rumors are a killer
Rumors are spread by evil people
Who think they have no equal
I was put on the hatred pillar

No one can see the real me through lies
Constantly watched so many spies
They are everywhere with their shifty eyes

Been stalked online and off
They know when I sleep and when I cough
Ignore I’m told to do
You’re not in my shoes

The list goes on and above
So many do me wrong and shove
Like a good soldier, I keep my station
As my character faces Assassination

©2021 By M. Robbins
https://robbinspoems.blogspot.com/

It’s My Depression

Disintegrate the life from within
It destroyed even my kin
It crawls inside of my mind
I see darkness I am blind
It took everything away
It took the sanity and the joy

This monster can not be swayed
I became its toy
It left me with nothing
It left me feeling empty

I am a husk the shell is hollow
I am worse off than when I was found
It has forced its life bound
It hides deep inside
Coming forth like a riptide
To surface when bored

There’s no Ripchord
No choice yet to follow
I know it will never be gone
No matter what medication
It’s using my mind as a vacation

It waits for a perfect time to attack
to take all that I have worked to gain back
I hear it’s claws scratching there
Anger, anxiety, and stress feed it
Yet we dare not speak of the thing

Nothing just a blank stare
It became the mind king
It now rules this space
The monster has no face

It can shift into anyone
I feel as though my life is done
People don’t get the impression
This monster is my depression.

©2021 By M. Robbins

The Unknown

Tragedy has struck the people
it looks as though Hell has a sequel
As satan chimes in he has no equal
The reigning of evil so lethal

Bells are tolling in surround sound
Nothing has been gained yet everything found
Both parties continue to go around
Eventually someone will go down

Like highlander there can only be one
Clouds are darker and thick
As he screams four more years and I’m sick
we want the nightmare over and done

This is the reality of hell
America is not free it’s just a shell
This is one of few I can’t condone
Seeing as our future is the unknown

©2020 By Mary Robbins

When Does It End

Chaotic spiral out of control in frontal view
Lies and alternative facts he continues to spew
This nation built upon lies and war
Everything is tainted and rotten to the core

There’s no cure or hope for humanity
Sticks and Stones plus words break sanity
Doesn’t matter the political party when all is a calamity.
Whilst you scream for God with your fake Christianity.

Lords name taken times ten in vain
Repeating the history of Able and Cain
All humans do is leave a blood stain
All I can do is shake my head in shame

As I watch the world break and bend
As I wonder how people can pretend
Watching greedy people collect and spend
All I want to know is when will it end.

© 2019 By M. Robbins
Photo Credit – Daveed Benito

Twisted Cruelty

Rumors spread like wildfire
Fools believe without enquiring
Victims cease to defend
All that’s left is to break and bend
Nothing now except a Victims Silence
Victims are now in compliance

Drowning without water present
Emotional baggage continues to descent
Blackened Soul of depression
Constant are you okay question
Staring off blankly into the abyss
All while they became pissed

Depression has set in
Veins run thin
Blood pools on the floor
They are rotten to the core
Cyberbullies take another life
They didn’t care if it was a mother or Wife

Screaming Screw the Masses
As they act like asses
As they Screw the Victims of hurtful rumors
With Their following becoming tumors
All while they act like Royalty
With their pens twisted cruelty.

©2019 By M. Robbins

Suicide Bomb

Thrown under the bus times ten
Like groundhogs day it begins again
The past resurrects in front of me
I scream let me be free

tick tick tick

Harassed by sheeple
These are not ordinary people
How my heart hurts yet nothing is equal
Especially when we are past the sequel

tick tick tick

Every day is a nightmare
No more can I bare
No windows, just wall as I stare
I know what to do it’s clear

tick tick tick

All I desire is silence from hecklers
Yet still, they send their beckoners
The appeal of the knife
The appeal of ending this life

tick tick tick

He tells me to ignore and stay calm
He doesn’t understand I’m a Suicide Bomb 💣

© 2019 By M. Robbins

Lost

Like a robot I have no emotions
Many days I go with the motions
Yet something is lacking
My mind seems to be cracking
Weak and leary I have no backing
heartbeats you are no longer tracking

What has become of thee
That I can no longer see
No longer am I free
Cursed for all eternity
who am I with no identity
I have no warmth or amenity

Crushed is thy heart of homogeneity
Change has come with this oddity
My world filled with the darkness of late
Things at random and can’t contemplate
Madness swirling and lustful hate
Oh consciousness you took the bait

Here I will in the darkness stay
Waiting for that light of day
Even if I should fade away
Whilst demons have their place and play

My Soul comes with a cost
And thy veins will be frost
Eyes Have been exhaust
Myself entirely is lost

©2019 by M. Robbins