Step lightly on the pages for you are walking on my soul
A landscape of metaphors and phrases
Smooth lines and broken similes
Every word is a moment; a piece of my dark past
Every line is a feeling; wounds festering and vast
Be careful making judgements about the sorrow deep inside
A nightmare of old failures and tears
Vacant truths and harsh realities
Every poem is an experience; time lapsed in mortality
Every title a lesson learnt; a loss of hope and morality
Show compassion when you’re reading for I am much like you
A mass of chemical impulses and cells
Broken dreams and conscious thought
Every rhyme a depression; booby-traps and dead ends
Every rhythm a revival; a dance of lovers and friends
So step lightly on these pages for you are walking on my soul
A labyrinth of emotions and defences
Lessons learnt and never taught
Every word holds a moment; memories come and gone
Every line embodies a feeling; of which I’m built upon