Glass Ceiling


 Glass Ceiling
 Speak your loud words 
 Break your chains
 Nay! 
 Shout your loud words
 Break life's chains
 Stop! 
 Discrimination
Hatred
 Cronyism
 Scream louder your words 
 Smash!
 That glass ceiling.
 ©Carol Robson  

Incubus.


 Incubus
  
 Life of constant bad thoughts
 crawling around my mind
 waiting to accommodate 
 my loss of control 
 why I fear my sleep time
 that is never inhabited 
 with good dreams
 only a constant 
 nightmare reality.
  
 Struggling to stay awake
 always losing the battle
 despite the pills.
 I try to grip reality.
 Failure, 
 drifting away
 into deep slumber
 of mystical shrouds 
 swirling in the creeping
 envelopment of darkness. 
  
 The demon surfaces
 revisiting my body.
 Dark red eyes piercing,
 cauterising mind control
 as he takes my soul
 on his nightly inhabitation,
 of pleasure, that I only know
 in this orgiastic world
 controlled by the Incubi.
  
 © Carol Robson