Shall We Dance?

Promise me this

 

Promise me that this moment

Will die with me

To save you the pain

Of recalling any of it

When I’m gone

 

© 2018 Arron Hickman (The Harlequin Heart)

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Clenched, Aching Fists

She weeps
But doesn’t know
Why
To console her
Is difficult
To make her laugh
An impossibility
To talk
To try to sift
Through the clouds
In her mind
Too awkward

So I’ll sit
Close
To her clenched
Aching fists
And I’ll make life
All about her

 

© 2018 Arron Hickman (The Harlequin Heart)

Wondrous Mind

I filled my mind
With all of the wonders
I thought it could handle

I broke it

But something happened
On the way back
All of the wondrous
Ideas and imagination
Flooded into this world

My mind was set free

Its cage was shattered
And it escaped, finally
Into a world of passion
And meaning

My mind –
Is a contradiction
A law unto itself
It breaks so easily
But fixes itself
So beautifully

 

© 2014 Arron Hickman (The Harlequin Heart)

Dysfunction

I’ve been told I’m dysfunctional by choice

But I’m not so sure

If I choose to be dysfunctional

Then I’m functional enough to choose

And if I’m functional enough to choose

Then that very act

Shows that I’m dysfunctional enough

To be functional

And choose dysfunction

 

I must be functional enough to write about this

But dysfunctional enough to have something to write about

 

Is this my choice?

 

I’ll have to ask myself later on

When I’m not concentrating on being functional

 

© 2018 Arron Hickman (The Harlequin Heart)

Stranded

You’ve been here before

Standing with your back to us all

Ignorant to the screams behind you

Stranded

In too deep

But knowing that you cannot stop

 

Hate is not the end of this

Temptation doesn’t reach that far

And you’re either blind to its effect

Or choose to accept the consequences

 

In your mind

All that happens as a result

Of you looking further away

Is nothing more

Than the ultimate rejection

Of your conceited faith

 

 

  © 2018 Arron Hickman (The Harlequin Heart)

Bleach The Bones Clean

Truth
Is being fed to the lions
Disgusting nature at work
Meat wrenched from the bone
Blood drunk from the veins
I won’t sympathise
Nothing wrong is happening

Exhaustion
It’ll hit soon
And the animals will tire of the feast
Fade into the background
Behind the silent smiles
And hideous eyes
I’ll pick up the remains
Bleach the bones clean
Put them back together
Display the truth for all to see

And I’ll charge them for it

So Now I Just Whisper

I know I can see into the future
Because I repeat it all over and over again
But I could be just dreaming
Because it feels so abstract
So now I just whisper
Scared to make a sound
Each day feels exactly like the one before
Me trying to do exactly as I’ve been told
Not as I’m expected to do
Forgoing all thoughts of love and pain
Trying to lose myself in the inanity
Forcing myself to be happy here
Finding it too easy to pretend

So I write it all down onto paper
Someone might someday enter the building
And find it all written for them
How it all started
How it all exactly ended
I won’t hide any of it
It’ll all be there
All bleeding through the jotted note paper

I wished it could all have been done differently
The moral is that in the end
I don’t know what more I could’ve done