DESPAIR

The trail of a solitary tear on a soft, golden cheek. A silently, searching eye and the sweet solace that it seeks. A deep, desperate gaze from a lonely, longing heart. A despondent, crying soul and a hope it had held from the start. A hand, held out, beseeching a face, in final despair. A…

AS FLEET AS A LIFE

  To end up alone in a world full of pain, where life has become just a cold dark refrain. To drift along on strange endless tracks on the maps of a mind that is fading to black.   A face; a feeling that once felt so real, excitement that should have felt so full…

THE SPOILS OF WAR

And the troops go marching proudly by as she wipes a tear from her weary eyes. For the one that she seeks, she will never again hold, for he died at his post; he was thirty years old.   The colours fly high on a cool autumn breeze as man and boy march with well…

LONELINESS

  Sitting alone; just sitting and thinking. Simply deciding but never confiding a rise in emotion, no sound; no motion.   Sitting here quietly, just hoping and praying. Simply tapping then suddenly snapping at nothing and no-one. And now it’s too late, what’s done is done.   And you… You showed me what life was all about and all…

TEARS IN THE DARKNESS

What do you do when you can’t stop the tears, when your mind is overwhelmed by your darkest fears?   When you dread the day that will very soon come and you reach the end where it all once began.   The deep breath of life slips beyond your reach, though you beg and plead…

DREAMS OF A LIFE

As a new day dawns and I open my eyes, I look upon a world in painless surprise. A smile creeps across my hopeful face as I lie in bed, my comfy place. A tentative move; a testing stretch but then comes a cough and my face is etched with pain, like a stalker in…

A DARK PLACE

The old clock sets the rhythm of a heart in pain. A body racked with with aching frustration, and the realisation that life will never be the same. * Written by Darren Scanlon, 12th April 2015. ©2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.

DARK PANACEA

A crowded room is such a lonely place, wear a fragile mask upon a weary face. Everybody’s here but there’s nobody there and there’s nothing to do except sit and stare. The distant sounds of joy and laughter drifting like echoes in dusty rafters. As you slowly subside, sinking way down low and you’re silently…

FEAR OF THE DARK

There’s a pain in your heart that you feared from the start, was a scream from a long tortured life. A scar upon your soul frames an old gaping hole, where you prayed you had buried the knife. And the stains on your cheeks meant to make you feel meek; so mildly dejected and down….