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

Paralyzed

living in constant panic
living in constant fear
Always fighting off the manic
Always hiding the tear

living day to day on pills to control emotion
This is permanently a cripple life
My head floods in waves like the ocean
Yet I rather play chess with greiff.

Sanity keeps slipping away
Feels like nothing will sway
My tears turn against me
Stinging like the salty red sea

Today is not my day
I can’t keep the PTSD at bay
My name is depression and anxiety
Thus my body has become a snack variety

Will I be up or will I be down
All it takes is a startling sound
Just take me to be sterilized
yet Here I am paralyzed

©2020 By Mary Robbins

Where I may slumber

Now I lay me down to sleep
Where I see demons creep
Fighting hard to have a soul to keep
Torn asunder my life in blood seeps

Depression my old friend
The Demon that brings my end
The thing that plays mind games
The thing that tortures with emotional pains

I am miseries puppet show
All of the chaos through me it will flow
Darkness will consume from below
Negative thoughts only make it grow

I have nothing left
I am broken
Without breath
No word was spoken

The ground shakes with the passing thunder
The ground splits and hell revealed
Down on knees I appealed
Yet that’s where I may slumber

©2020 By Mary Robbins

Image Credit: Pinterest

We have all been bound

Lights go dim as eyes close shut
The body lies paralyzed and stuck
feelings of drowning grow
This last candle out with a blow

Nothing is the same
People treat life as a game
Hurting innocents until they scream
Everyone begging for this to be a dream

Reality has fell
This is humanity’s hell
The bell has toll
Don’t follow the fol

We need a leader
Instead we get humanity’s bleeder
Planting seeds of destruction
With his lawless obstruction

Liar in chief
A common thief
Sadly people are blind
Gullible of mind

Still we drown
The truth-tellers are down
They speak with no sound
We have all been bound.

© 2020 By Mary Robbins

Swept away

Withering away in pain
Say it now say it loud
See it don’t let the day wane
The roar of the crowd is your shroud

All the hardships faced
All the emotions erased
100-yard stare without a kill
Death is just tacking to the bill

You owe him and he will reap
All possession you can’t keep
Your ego fed now to percolate
Now fans do speculate

Did you take your life
Or was it a betrayal
The weapon was a butcher knife
The wound upon your neck fatal

Fame dies when you top
nowhere to go except down
No more bubbly to pop
You dawn on the broken crown

You have no more sway
Death has swept away

© 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

The Darkling Thrush

The Darkling Thrush

The Darkling Thrush By Thomas Hardy

The Darkling Thrush

I leant upon a coppice gate
When Frost was spectre-grey,
And Winter’s dregs made desolate
The weakening eye of day.
The tangled bine-stems scored the sky
Like strings of broken lyres,
And all mankind that haunted nigh
Had sought their household fires.

The land’s sharp features seemed to be The Century’s corpse outleant,
His crypt the cloudy canopy,
The wind his death-lament.
The ancient pulse of germ and birth
Was shrunken hard and dry,
And every spirit upon earth
Seemed fervourless as I.

At once a voice arose among
The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited;
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom.

So little cause for carolings
Of such ecstatic sound
Was written on terrestrial things
Afar or nigh around,
That I could think there trembled through His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware.

Lost

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