Phillip J Clayton : Writing

My beloved, misery

My beloved, misery

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


A broken heart
A Prelude to Pain

A Prelude to Pain

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


I have been in a bit of mental pain since the summer of 2018, this poem is a summary of my embrace and acknowledgement of things that followed.
My Halloween

My Halloween

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


Self destructive behavior, possession, deceitful: Self exploration.
A beautiful life

A beautiful life

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


The beautiful face of sadness lives behind tainted happiness,hysteria, and denial. Charmed by appearances for everyone,we have forgotten how to cry, h..
The distant gray

The distant gray

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


In a moment, darkness will come.Often taken for granted,the light will fade.An old friend, loneliness, becomes atreasured company.The silence is not d..
Misery

Misery

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


Misery came knocking,She was as cold as winter.Brutal with her words,sentences like knives.She rode in on a pale horse called death,alone in torment s..
Waste

Waste

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


Born hangedwith a black tongue,speaking tainted truths.Devoured by torment,defined by pain.Hate consumes me,rage gives me strength;Fear devours me.Her..
Monster

Monster

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


They did not create the monster, that was all my doing;I pity the unfortunate fool who will meet the wretch one day,the stink of my hate and anger.Mon..
House of blood

House of blood

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


Heaving through acid lungs,breathing fire, words are icy,compassion failed us, hunting pigs,peel the skin back show us who you are.Truth is a thief, a..