Pauline McVicar

Pauline McVicar Poems

A ticking clock,
I wish it would stop.
Counting sheep,
Yet I still can’t sleep.
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My chance, our dance. The smell of your hair.
One night, just right. Only us there.
Two people, no music. Darkness all around.
Lights are bright, hands held tight. We cant hear a sound.
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Through the darkness, through the mist
I cannot find the one I trust,
With pain in my heart, thoughts flooding my head,
I know deep down in my heart I must.
...

Open your eyes. It’s cold.
Look down at your feet,
Where are they going to?
Look around, look at the street,
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People only see one side of me,
They never look within,
They see the tough exterior,
And can’t see I’m wearing thin.
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I’ve never ever felt like this,
The fear is killing me!
I don’t want to lose you,
I hope that you can see.
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The monotony of normality,
The terror of change,
That place in betwee,
Where these feelings are strange.
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8.

We take our time and give it away,
Waste a day in mindless action.
Not allowing time for peaceful solice,
Losing our days through petty distraction.
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Pauline McVicar Biography

my writing is mainly as a mental escape. I tend to just sit pen in hand and things come out. There is one peom i wrote that I love and sometimes I barely believe I wrote but ive the barely legible scribble to prove it. Its the one called Lost Moments, have a read and please leave comments)

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Insomnia's Call

A ticking clock,
I wish it would stop.
Counting sheep,
Yet I still can’t sleep.
Feels to me, time’s standing still.
I need some sleep before I get ill.
Please release me from this lonely hell,
Take me to a place where all my dreams dwell.
If I can’t be released, please give me a clue,
On how to escape, tell me what to do!
I’m sure the answer is deep inside,
I wish it would surface, but it wants to hide!
As it gets darker I begin to see faces,
People I know but no signs of places.
Please make it stop, I can’t take anymore.
I look around the room, I glance at the door.
I know what it is; it’s all become clear,
What’s keeping me up is infinite fear.
The fear of failing, leading others to shame,
I’m ashamed of myself but that’s not the same.
There’s no way to change, no way at all.
I’ll just have to answer insomnia’s call.

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