Storms in my head

Dark clouds gathering.
Storms in my head.
Some storms are for dancing in,
Some are for shouting at.
Yet some are for curling in a ball
 and waiting for the dark clouds to pass.
Pick your battles, pick your days.

This was written as part Dark Poetry hosted by Magaly Guerrero.

Trapped in a swirl

Spinning and turning in a never ending whirl.

Only this is no funfair.

Spin to the right,

Low mood heightens pain.

Spin to the left,

Pain lowers mood.

Up and down.

Round and round.

Always swirling this way and that.

Trapped on a never ending waltzer

Only this is no funfair. 

Inspired by Magaly Guerrero and her prompts for Aprils NaPoWriMo 2015.

4th of April 2015

Feeling So Deeply It Hurts

With this poem, show how an emotion might increase physical pain, and vice versa.

Trespassers will be chomped.

Pain you are a vicious foe.

You crept up so quietly.

Like a thief in the night.

You gradually tried to steal my life away.

You stole my sleep and flexibility.

You stole so many of my life enjoyments.

Yet there is one place you are barred.

In my head I will mount the barricades.

Barb wire will cut you.

Poisonous plants will bind you.

Dragons will burn you.

Dinosaurs will chomp on you.

If you should dare to trespass there.

Within my head there are worlds,

In which you do not belong.

My imagination soars far away from you.

Into far of lands, where time expands.

Pain you cannot reach me there.

Inspired by Magaly Guerrero and her prompts for Aprils NaPoWriMo 2015

2nd of April 2015

Creativity and Pain

This poem should explore creativity as a healing salve, as a shield, as a weapon, or as a negotiation method to use when dealing with physical and/or psychological pain.