Fear of failure
If failure persists, a need for death
A craving for death yet terrified of it.
Death and dying, afraid.
Potential. All has been told of me.
Hope is not all I have.
But anxiety, depression.
My mind wanders.

~ Benjamin Forrest, 2017

The people around tell me I sold my soul to the devil for pennies in my dreams.
It makes too much sense when the demons lurk and loiter in my head and at the worst of times scream their bloodcurdling pejorative screams.
~ Benjamin Forrest, July 2019

Whæt, for Sire Axiom was first to die,
A dictatorial brain beast seeped through his eye.
A four-footed mind, our downfall was wrought,
A quantum catastrophe, chaos it brought.
Its babe leaped inside his saintly pate,
A bellowing curse sealed Axiom’s fate.

Forced to be an outcast of outcasts
A life of solitude was the only existence I could see
Alone in my abode with thoughts of the near-fatal trauma dealt to me
Perhaps you regret my exclusion now
You scramble to pick up pieces
You become an outcast yourself
Unaccepted
Yet my pain's understood

I've forever longed to hold you near
To chase away all of these fears.
I yearn to hear your eloquent voice
A beautiful melody, that is my choice.