"Poetry by 'Anon'

A MOMENT OF TERROR

I'm standing in a box looking around to see a face staring at me.
I look in despair as questions are being fired.
Answers are to be revealed.
Thinking of the sun shining while your being ashamed, trapped, humiliated and lied to.
Knowing I'm being honest as they try to make me lie, not to give in don't let them win.
My body is on verge of collapse trying to make my voice heard but no one could hear just nodding and shrugging I get told to speak
Energy had left me
I couldn't take anymore of this deadly chore
Ready to break down before time
Just thinking only a little longer now then it will all be over.
My legs started to shake
My body stops feeling as if my mind has been shattered into pieces As I get up to leave the box I burst into tears
I can't take no more
I feel utter terror at what I have heard
I know they are lieing and I've told the truth
I've been made to be looked such a fool
I'm glad it's all over but dreading the days ahead
What will happen next
As I know what has been said is hanging over my head.

ENERGY

Energy is like a battery
That has loads of power to begin with
Until it runs out and it needs energy
The battery only last as long as it says on the packet
It's like a person whose energy is a lot
Until they get worn out and then they need to recharge it by sleeping and eating
But a .....just gets thrown away
But a person won't be forgotten about
And won't be thrown away
If they have God in their life they can do all things
As God will help
Knows who love him and accept him as their saviour
I do And He is helping me each day
No matter what comes in the way
God is good and he will help us each day

Last week was a treacherous chore

Last week was a treacherous chore
Can't get the words out that happened
Out of your mind
Trying not to be beaten
Not to be defeated
I can't explain how bad it is or what was said but all I can say is imagine the worst kind of bullying that can happen.
I feel as if my life has been put on hold
Turning from a busy lifestyle
Now nothing much to do
Trying to fill in time until the next appointment is due
Is life just all about waiting until what happens happens
Last week won't disappear but it doesn't stop me from getting on
Trying to stay strong
The pain sinking inside
Trying not to let that be all I go on about
Not as busy as I was before
Just trying to fill in time until the next appointment is mine

TIME

Time is running away with me
My pen keeps on flowing down these words
Time is getting carried away with me
I've got nothing else to do anyway
No matter what anyone says
It doesn't really matter
I can do what I want anyway
I can sit in the park and write poems to my heart's content
As I haven't got anything else to do till half past two
If I had college to go to I'll be there but it's a break
I will write for goodness sake
I have no where to be so why can't I sit in the shade under the tree
No matter what time it is

MINDING OWN BUSINESS

As I sit in the shade I think to myself what's going on in the world today
I might be outside but I'm just minding my own business as people walk past
It doesn't really bother me as the wind keeps blowing that's OK
As it's too hot anyway
As I sit in the shade I wonder what's going on out there in Dagenham today
I've been to the Heathway already but nothing really was going on there
I went for appointment nothing really happened there
Nothing I haven't heard before any way
Apart from I'm going to have another worker working with me instead of the one I was with
I've heard it all before
Nothing surprises me anymore