Burden
by Carl Hartwell

After I saw, I began to falter,
Unsteady, Unsure, Unknowingly.

But there it was, for all to see,
Calling, not ceasing, Unburdened.

I heard its voice, like a thousand cries,
Shriek, loud, and fierce,

But when it had finished, I felt no appease,
For it pained me, I was mad, Delirious.

I realised at length, what the terror had been,
I concluded, slumped with indifference

That night I had witnessed a terrible thing
My own, self pity, My conscience.


Shattered
by Carl Hartwell

Into My thoughts,
The void of space
The flaws of nature,
The need for haste.

In my life,
Above me now.
The squirming of bodies,
Beneath which I dwell.

And of my life
Is spoken thus,
A fork’ed tongue,
And ideosynchronous.

For now my plight,
Is not foreseen.
My shattered world,
Is, but, between.

Between the shadowy depth of your soul,
The busy and complex network of holes.
My battered and lonely shell of a beast,
Will never find peace and hope but at least......

At least we had our time together,
Thankful I look back on a field of heather.
That reminds me so much of life, passed me by,
So away cross the field From you........ I fly.

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