Life’s Storm

Life’s Storms

by Nina Spink

This raging storm inside my head
When will it ever subside
It’s been raining here so very long
a prisoner kept inside

Confusion confines me on every side
whichever door I’d take
leads onto vast gaping ravines
made during life’s earthquake

Respite offered but fleetingly
upon each transient breeze
Yet all too soon to disappear
Serves only there to tease

Still thunder roars within my mind
each searing lightning flash
dark secrets for a moment glimpsed
Expose the aching gash

A wounded soul in search of rest
Yet nowhere can it find
Safe haven from the incessant storm
it wanders bruised and blind

Swirling winds grasp, taking hold
attempt its will to break
drags down the soul then spews it out
left shattered in its wake

In the aftermath of each gale
silence once more does screech
Within the smashed and tattered mind
Peace hangs … just out of reach

So tempting just to close ones eyes
give up, then peeling back
the fingers of life’s vice like grip
Let go, no turning back

Still something stirs within the depths
that urges to remain
pick up the pieces of shattered dreams
to weather life’s storm again

With tentative yet shaky steps
the fragile soul, fear filled
Battered, broken by the hurricane
determined to rebuild

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Self Reliance

Self Reliance

by Nina Spink

Why do people hurt?
Even unintentionally.
They continue along,
Never turning back.
Why do they do this to me?

Why do people hurt?
Acting spitefully,
Never contemplating the harm,
Sharp uncaring words.
Why do they do this to me?

Why do people hurt?
Often calculatingly,
Promising friendship
then backstabbing.
Why do they do this to me?

Why do people hurt?
Taking unconditionally.
Mocking my trust,
Only to lie.
Why do they do this to me?

Why do people hurt?
Loving passionately.
Only playing a part
while it suits.
Why do they do this to me?

Why do people hurt?
Offering tantalisingly
To listen and understand
then turn away
Why do they do this to me?

Why do people hurt?
feigning reliability
Deserting in my hour of need
Leaving me alone
Why do they do this to me?

Yes, people hurt
When we fail ourselves
We need others occasionally
But trust, depend on oneself
Self reliance …
A hard lesson learned for me.

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Dreams Darkest Hour

Dreams Darkest Hour

by Nina Spink

I thirst under the relenting sun
There is but dust to drink
My tears evaporate in the heat

hyenas hem me in on every side
They snap at my ankles
They wait for me to fall

My bones barely a meal
They gather to devour
To sustain their power over me

They laugh and tease
Spiteful screams that freeze the blood
Fear holds me immovable

Dark clouds hang over me
Blocking my vision
I hold my head in anguish

Where are my friends?
I have no friends
I am alone and frightened

I cry, heart rending sobs
I have no tears
They turn to salt

In my shame I call out for help
desolate and exposed
I do not want to die – I am not ready

Who will hear me in this God forsaken world
that I have made for myself
Which I have exploited

Coldness stiffens my limbs
Darkness spreads over me as a cloak
Enveloping me

Its icy fingers burn my skin
The pain is intolerable
I scream demanding Death to come take me

No release. I am borne up into the sky
Held within a freezing grip
My skin is raw, my nerves uncovered

I remain for what seems an eternity
safe from those that seek me harm
Cool air soothes my pain

I awake to a darkened room
Fire embers barely glow
ghostly shadows play upon the walls
sinking back into the dark world of dreams.

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