Two Poems

Falling Through The Cracks
I speak my words with power and grace
But the pen is mightier than my voice
Yet those who need to hear them most
Are deafened by their own noise
I wipe the tears that stain my face
Insurance has betrayed me
They deny me what I need to live
A diabetic by my genes
They say it's not essential
Or life-preserving
How can they be so cruel?
Insulin to regulate my blood
A meter to keep track
Without them I'm in danger
Of falling through the cracks

Agony
I speak my words, but no one hears
The pen is mightier, they say
But words are wasted on deaf ears
That only know how to betray
I cry alone, with tears that burn
Insurance has denied me care
They say I don’t need what I earn
They say my life is not their affair
I need insulin to survive
I need to check my glucose level
But they don’t care if I’m alive
They only care about their bevel
I doubt their logic and their morals
I doubt their humanity
I doubt my life and all its sorrows
As I sit here in agony

©2023 Mary Robbins

Taking Notes

 I sit here with a foggy mind
When I used to learn, my brain was confined
My thoughts were always racing
But now I’m only tracing

The daily routine is no longer the same
A pencil dangles over the paper frame
I write down what I think
Or else my ideas will sink
I seek some treatment for my pain

Nothing seems better
Nothing feels right
But I’m still ready to fight
For justice and for light

Everyone says they’re in the same boat
But they don’t know how hard it is to stay afloat
I wear hoodies like a coat
And take notes while I hope.

© 2023 M. Robbins

The Lark

Little Song Bird
Soaring against the wind
With courage and persistence
Does he sing a tune of sorrow
Or a melody of bliss
What is his message
Can he still sing

Has he wandered off his path
Has he been forsaken
Where is his flock
Isolated in this world

But he flies on freely
And he sings on
Whether it's a warning
Or a cheerful chirp

He will endure
Larks have always flourished
No drama
No stress

Wouldn't it be a blessing
If we could learn from him
Take a page from his book
Let's be like the Lark

©️2023 M. Robbins

Drown In Poverty

Life is a storm that rages on
So goes the common phrase
But I feel life’s a bitter pill
The rich always take the glaze

When will dawn break for the poor
Who struggle to survive
The boat is small, the sea is rough
Get another job they chide

Three jobs he has and still we drown
In bills and debts galore
The media feeds me with their lies
To flee is my only wish

Recession looms as prices soar
Depression lurks behind
A lesson learned too late for us
We should have questioned more

Is this the vision of our founders
Who fled from unjust taxes
Now we are under blunt axes
The rich have turned their backs

Tyranny reigns over the poor
Can anyone hear our plea
We frown in pain and misery
We drown in poverty

©️2023 M. Robbins

Halloween

The night is dark and full of fright
The moon is pale and cold
The pumpkins grin with a wicked light
The ghosts and ghouls are bold

They roam the streets and knock on doors
They ask for tricks or treats
They scare the kids and make them roar
They laugh at their defeats

But do not fear, it's all in fun
They mean no harm or ill
They only want to have some fun
And give you all a thrill

So join them in their spooky spree
And dress up as you like
And celebrate this night with glee
And have a happy Halloween night!

©️2023 M. Robbins

Waiting For Their Confession

Here I sit, contemplating
Depression fills my brain
PTSD plays its game
Mental illness dominates

I tried to help people clear their name
But rumours ensued and destroyed
The enemy was a media advertiser
A person who abused their power

A person paid to lie every day
But everyone was mesmerized
Everyone believed her lies
Never to realize
How wrong she was

Now I think about my demise
I'm tired of the spies
I'm tired of proving my innocence
I'm tired of playing self-defence

I'm tired of the pain
I'm tired of the horrid memories
I'm not the person she claims I am
I never did the things she said

She projected her crimes onto me
But everyone is blind and can't see
All because she's a paid media goon
Who made me the loon

She spewed venom like a snake
She said: You're not an artist
You're not a poet or writer
You're not anything
I'll take the piss out of you

She admitted that she was lying
In a UK slang
But everyone ignored that part
Now I have a dying heart

She tore me apart
She tarnished me
She ruined my chances to succeed
All because of her dirty deed

I told the truth with the information given
But even that organization's CEO was a liar
They all threw me under the bus
Reputation ruined and friends lost

They put me on the cross
Made me the martyr
For their twisted games
While taking others down in flames
Continuously blaming me
While I watched their lies unfold

My life uprooted times three
I tried to ignore it
I tried to defend myself with the truth
I showed the proof
But it didn't matter to the masses

Ten years and still no peace
Because she has family that are police
Nepotism was her saviour
Even though she has bad behaviour

She should be in jail
For malicious communication
For online cyberstalking
While her cronies did offline stalking
For gross violation of privacy
For sharing private addresses

Her crimes list is miles long
But she's spared
She's protected by media legal
She's protected by nepotism

All I can do is watch my life fade away
All I can do is let the reaper take me away
Let his scythe end my life
My hours wasted
My trust betrayed

Never will I help another soul
Never will I trust humanity
Never will I live again with happiness
This is my death note before my illness takes me
All because of dirty lies
My Character is Murdered

Think of this as thirteen reasons why
Bullied, stalked, harassed
Mentally, verbally, and emotionally drained
Nothing can be regained

I sit here in the sorrow
They continue to burrow
Deeply infesting me with depression
Waiting for their confession

©️2023 M. Robbins

Neuropathy

 

A Rare Neuropathy

I feel a tingling in my toes

And daggers in my feet

A numbness in my fingers

And electrocution in my body

A pain that's hard to beat

I wonder what is happening

Why my nerves are in distress

I search for an explanation

But I only find more stress

I learn that I have a rare neuropathy

A condition that affects the nervous system 

It can be caused by many things

Yet mine was caused by negligence 

I try to find a treatment

But there is no cure

I have to manage my symptoms

And hope they don't get worse

Yet I go through hell every winter 

With hoodies piled on

Still the pain persists 

Yet push on I do 

I cope with medication

And some alternative therapies

I exercise and eat well

And avoid the triggers that I see

The only thing helpful is weed 

I live with a rare neuropathy

But I don't let it define me

I have more to offer than my pain

I have dreams and goals and family

I have a dream to be an Author 

Of many genres and imagery 

Yet clearly it’s a struggle 

Just to get one blank page done 

I hope for a better future

Where neuropathy can be healed

Where science can find a solution

And relief can be revealed.

©️2023 M. Robbins