Fatherhood.

Crying shameful, stabbing

deep, 

Twisting the blade, unable

to sleep, 

Pray to God don't let me

weep...

Judgment, harsh, lingering

pain, 

Those little eyes that kept

me sane, 

Broken shards as it feeds

the pain...

Treasure still, they'll never

know why, 

Alone, reality, take my shame

and die, 

Cradled by nothing, knees

to face, I cry... 

Worked til I bled, facing

down the storm, 

A billion they swarm, but

its' the small things that

kill, 

Taken by surprise, alone

to swallow this bitter

pill... 

Weeping silent, alone, 

sitting still...

No friends, no family, no

eyes upon the tragedy,

None to witness that sacrifice,

Just judgment of their Mom's

device... 

Perhaps its' all I deserve,

A space in hell held on special

reserve,

Good intentions as they say, 

Forward, prolonged, and lead

the way,

Spread the word of my own

decay,

No longer the source of their

shame and dismay...

-END-

(C) D.C. Chapman

04/30/2013

Placement.

That one, just one, severed
in two, now there's
none,
Transient, on the run, missed
that one, yearning to
be done.

Nevere missed more, in its'
place and empty sore,
Hurt so bad, straight to the
floor.

Never again, forever to
remain,
Unopened, bitter, battered,
and drained,
Never another, left
unchained.

Always and forever, you're
always there,
Never another, that spot,
right there,
Only there do I care... That's
yours and yours alone.
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
04/18/2013

Utopia Burned.

Lots of shoulda, coulda,
woulda's...

Ever after, lost in flame,
embers stoked, fed
in blame,
Made lame and swallowed
by the game,

Sour patches, light the
matches, douse it
all in gasoline,
Lifeless, breathless, blackened
lungs, mortally cleaved and
completely unseen,

Char-broiled fade
away,
Cast down, bitter dismay,
victim of this violent
play,
Shaped of clay, all used
up and thrown away...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
4/9/2013

Alone.

Swallowed by the ringing
ties in lies planted deep
inside,

Alone, felt, even in
the presence,
Lost in nothing, zero soul,
translucent essence,

Feeling down, frown,
upon the face of a
clown,
Zero tolerance, just
drown,

Lost in nothing, zero
soul,
Translucent essence,
Alone, even in your
presence,

Fucked off and lost
in the darkness,
Folded in, distant, and
sparkless,
Cutting away to end that
misery, let loose this
fucking harness...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
4/7/2013

Display.

Common, not so, sense
in senseless matters,
Defenseless, mind in
mindless shatters,
To the winds, in pains,
it scatters,

Left field, from whence
whatever came,
Words, meanings, clear,
for shame,
Head's not in the game,

Whatever means, into the
foray,
Dragging, kicking, screaming,
sightless display,
How they love to play...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
04/04/2013