Poetry Monday: Barriers as Curses and Blessings

The anxiety is a barrier
It holds back so much

            The demon within
            Can never come out

Ambition and confidence
Stifled and pushed away

            The monster, the pariah
            The anger of the beast

I don’t feel like I’m
Who I’m meant to be

            The devil is a part of me
            But is not who I am

But the anxiety also
Keeps the demon at bay

            Locked away, caged
            The darkness waits patiently

I fear releasing the dark
If the anxiety goes away

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

Flashback Friday Poetry: The Four Horsemen

the scroll is broken
out of the depths comes Conquest
the white horse rides on

with a bow and crown
he will take on the masses
Conquest will ride on

the scroll is broken
out of the depths comes Bloodshed
the red horse rides on

with a sword in hand
he will take on the masses
Bloodshed will ride on

the scroll is broken
out of the depths comes Famine
the black horse rides on

with his scales in hand
he kills and starves the masses
Famine will ride on

the scroll is broken
from the darkest depths comes Death
the pale horse rides on

with Hades behind
he will conquer the masses
they belong to Him

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.