David Chap Bottoms Poems

Tainted dreams
Restless nights
Racing thoughts
Tiring days
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I escape into my mind
While this world around me crumbles
My knuckles bloodied and my clothes stained
I close my eyes as my body rages
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The room is still,
The walls quietly creek with the stillness of my breath.
The bright screen illuminating my face,
Eyes glued to quite moving pictures.
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The heart is weighed on such strong emotions
The mind is weighed on sound logic and decisions
The soul is weighed on moral choices and faith
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The desolate desert, the untameable forest, the merciless sea.
A solitary man hovers over this vast landscape.
Three terrors clashed together, hiding secrets and nightmares.
His eyes dart frantically back and forth, unable to move or speak.
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Mind worn away
Body aches and groans
Hunger saps away every little bit of excess strength
With heavy boots scuffing the floor
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That day I asked you
Has burned into my memory
Now I ponder it all
All those years and final moments
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I wish some days I could remove my heart
Just dig into my chest and throw it away
Shed away my pain and despair
I know that it sounds sad and depressing
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The air is humid on this dark night
Smell of gunpowder in the air
The bright flashes of light fill the sky
Thunderous booms echo in the night
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Every word I write down.
Or slip from my mouth.
Are grasped out of my mind.
A massive jumble of words and letters.
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