Biography of Rachel Slimm
I wouldn't really call myself a 'poet' exactly, I just find it a good way to release feelings - just letting them out on paper and reading them back, it kind of gets things a bit more sorted in my head.
All kinds of things inspire me but mainly strong negative feeling unfortunately, hence the running theme of death and depression - sorry about that - I must try to write some 'happy stuff'
My poems have actually inspired much of my art work, to view some of my pieces feel free to visit my site at www.emilyslimm.com
Thanks for reading my poems
Rachel Slimm Poems
The Light Of Hope
Endless dark - or so it seems, life is shattered, with all our dreams of joy and hope, the fading light, and darkness, darkness for all in sight.
All In Good Time
I feel so much pain, oh what shall I do? I just want to spend some time with you, Some time, just us, together again, Oh what shall I do, I feel so much pain?
What's The Problem
The problem is I need a drink. The problem is my head.
The World Of Fake
Don't leave the house without it In your world that you make And keep it fixed no matter what Your smile that is fake.
There once was a perfect li'l town, where morals and standards were sound, But the strong were protected, and the weak just neglected,
Forever My Friend
Was I asking for trouble the moment my heart opened itself up to you, took you by the hand and led you to see all the feelings inside that were true?
Going It Alone
I see that this vast expanse is my fate As my eyes raise above to the sky, It stretches itself like a cruel black hole, I feel panic - unable to fly.
Play The Game Or Else
Once upon a time there was a fairy tale and all the fairy people were the same. Once upon a time there was a fairy land where all the fairy people played the game.
Will I Ever?
Deep down I know the difference; right & wrong and good & bad, My intentions they are good ones, the best I ever had, Yet within me lies a battle, reasons why - I do not know, Will I ever get it right - and keep it so?
Being The Patient
The sunshine moves round and just reaches the bit between my bed and the windowsill, I squash myself down, barely able to fit, feel the warmth on my face - and the world stands still.
I Beg You - Let Go
You furrow your brow and clench up your teeth to tame the old anger that rages beneath,
I Beg You - Let Go
You furrow your brow
and clench up your teeth
to tame the old anger
that rages beneath,
yet it will not obey
despite how you try,
your tongue is in motion
the arrows they fly! !