“No” We are told we all matter but no one is told, It’s on the condition that you fit the set mould. Little girls knelt in front of the mirror, tears streaming down their cheeks, As they long for these models’ unattainable physiques. As they pinch their rolls and long for narrow hips, These models
Summer Walks I stroll down the lane to your house, Freshly cut grass meets me as I stumble up the steps, I almost knock, Forgetting myself. I continued to walk around the back, Once a freshly cut lawn is now 6 inches high. I look to the porch, and I can almost see you, Sitting
Taboo “I had no idea, you should have told us before” They say avoiding eye contact and staring at the floor. Plastered half-hearted smiles is all I see, What happened with wanting each other to be happy? Now it isn’t all bad but it’s hard not to doubt Its hard to stay positive when a
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Win and Lose We win and lose, week in, week out The fans scream, the players shout Bodies collide and bruises are given All in hope to complete their mission We feel the highest highs and lowest lows Kicking ball with shoes from the pros Shots are taken, goals are scored All the fans jumped
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Hell on Earth The crushing of men’s hearts The sundering of their minds The tearing of their parts The sealing of their binds The fallen grace of trust The mouths that spit out lies Choking full of rust The pyre in the skies Brother against brother Brandishing their knives The hatred for one another Ripping
Broken Future Children will spend their broken futures In the sweat and tears of unspent passion Watching it all disappear In the latest teenage fashion The sun shall splits the timeless stones Through the clear blue sky with broken bones To gather thoughts of endless night In the darkness starved of light Eoin Donnelly Memories
Closed Doors and Closed Minds If my body is a temple it then it is falling from neglect By me striving to be perfect Fighting a war I that I have waged against my soul Which has left me un-healing wounds Invasions that I did not approve Hospital beds and silent rooms Silent whispers that
Untitled I saw the unseemly discourtesy of my generation destroyed, How I mourned the derogation. A derogation is indecorous. A derogation is unbecoming, A derogation is indecent, however. Pay attention to the end, The end is the most dead point of all. Now utter is just the thing, To get me wondering if the end
My Mind Darkness engulfs your dreams and turns them into nightmares. And if you come here, you should whisper your prayers. All good things come to be slaughtered. If anyone comes here, they will become a martyr. The good becomes twisted and malicious. The evil, can you guess? Ever more vicious. The benign and gentle
Fear Whimpers Fear whimpers in the whispering dark Striking terror in your heart You disappear like you were-never there Wide awake and well aware Doubt like winter, always around It comes to roost homeward bound We stare wide-eyed into the darkness Cold as death, completely heartless Come the morning darkness ends The demon waits around