“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”

— William Hazlitt

Patrick 12/10/13 Patrick 12/10/13

The Witness

The cold rain on my shoulders
A bizarre evening in store
As I peer in through the curtains
I’m stunned to my core
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Patrick 12/10/13 Patrick 12/10/13

Dignity

A few more miles, and at home I shall be
With blood on thy hands
There, I left him, for all of the world to see
No, this wasn’t by chance
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Patrick 12/9/13 Patrick 12/9/13

Moments of Control

Oh- the weight, the weight and what it could do
As my soul would severely suffer, hideously an ugly bruise
The sting of my salty tears, often a melancholy excuse
My obsessive thoughts- they ruled, always a muse
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Patrick 12/2/13 Patrick 12/2/13

The Trees

A thousand trees standing in front of me, painting the scene, the scene of a landscape of stupendous green, all of which these two eyes have never seen, each with branches that tickle
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Patrick 11/8/13 Patrick 11/8/13

The Test

And as I turned around, I was presented by darkness, nothing but a void of absolute emptiness, staring me in the face, as if death had rang the bell early and was welcoming me home, after a lengthy voyage
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Patrick 11/6/13 Patrick 11/6/13

The Demons

A split-second decision, my fate was decided then, as it all came together, it no sooner fell apart, with thoughts of dementia, masquerading was soon to start, gradually emerging
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