Submissions by Hak

Often sometimes I wish you decided to love us and leave us.
You weren't strong enough not to deride and deceive us.
Is what we've become prestigious? Veritas Libris I can't believe this.
Is it worth the religious pedantics?
Can your internal witness justify the frequency of inconsistency of your imbecilic semantics?  
I know old dogs don't have to learn new tricks.
Fortunately now I've got brand new antipsychotics and escalating and ever changing combinations of antidepressants.
I know you had to deal with all the same old pissants.
Sick little child always...

My last first cigarette flaring to brilliant life drawn into my lungs.

I feel polluted, dirty, corrupted, obscene and as I exhale...

I feel this familiar itch in my breath and I close my eyes and smile.

As my hands repeat the same movements throughout the day
My mind is occupied so far away.
Machines and industrial fans and radios, grinding, roaring, wailing
Mean that the movements of my mouth are unremarkable.
Five people sing five different songs each unheard above the ambiance of the setting.
My voice is not singing.  
I rail against the world and myself.
I fight a battle against my history that I can never win.
I stand in my own defense against the ghosts who still live.

Those ghosts whose hearts still beat and insist that persistence is evidence...

The Witch she watches while I sleep,
Pensive in the guard she keeps.
When I cry she will not wake me,
But speaks a word to placate me.

This Angel who rests in my lands,
Seldom asks and never commands.
Tears she sheds weigh like hammers
At my crude and clumsy manners.

My Sanctuary holds my hand
Aware that she can’t understand.
With all so much left to say
She was too soon taken away.