Tag Archives: Pain

Another Tomorrow Today

Senryu Forty Nine








 Live for another tomorrow

Lying about all the yesterdays

No time to confront your sorrow

When today is wasting away


Soon it will be today again

Try living in the moment now

Lying about yesterday’s a sin

And to worry about tomorrow


© 2015 Michael Yost 02/22

A Blank Life

Meth Pipe





Tempted by an old addiction
A friend went over the top
Falling into his old routine
Now he’s unable to stop

Triggering deep seated issues
Feelings from so long ago
Getting high rather than crying
Going with the flow

What caused this aberration?
Bringing back the black hole
Stampeding over emotions
Smoke floating over the bowl

The blank in life surrounding
Only memories from the past
Keep coming to the forefront
Torturing tears of the harassed

© 2011 Michael Yost 10/01


Not Left Behind This Time

Left behind to play with himself
Finding a puzzle he might solve
All the other kids went ahead
When they seen him often they fled

He was a normal and quiet boy
Mother was poor not many toys
Father had left for some reason
Mother mumbled about treason

Left alone too while mother worked
She told him uptown a store clerk
Some boy’s drunken dad let it out
He saw his mom whoring about

Grew up stronger and tougher too
Came up alone fought quite a few
Signed up Marines a paradox
A dad for sad until the pine box

© 2011 Michael Yost 05/11

Mom Warned Me

Didn’t give you much of a chance
Nor did you hold up much of a stance
Being a single mother since I was less than one
And I being the only and youngest son

My salvation was your greatest concern
At eleven I gave my heart so I wouldn’t burn
Decades later I still know I’m saved
But you wouldn’t know it in how I behaved

You would suggest behavior in all that I did
Very few things did you ever forbid
Out of respect I followed most of the time
Never really caught when I did the crime

Next milestone was at the age of thirteen
The year I was no longer green
Lost innocence under the green porch light
She was twenty five and my mother was mostly right

Changed my life’s path for good and for sure
Some would say I was no longer pure
Could or would, knowing I couldn’t change a thing
Even going from a tenor to baritone when I sing

© 2011 Michael Yost 11/04



Playing Games

From the pit of my bowels I boil
Every breathe I take fuels the flame
Working hard to find my path through moil
With so many out there playing games

Your generosity only maims
Causing permanent pain with lame legs
Only some insiders took the blame
No matter what they plead or beg

The weird world waits for their last sentence

© 2015 Michael Yost 08/23

Temptation on the Trail

Over the edge hanging by four fingers

The pit of my being said let’s not linger

Adrenaline strength, but one finger was slipping

Salt in my eyes from the sweat that was dripping


Falling in slow motion my hand is grabbed tight

My feet start to slide as I fight for my life

Going down hard, rock’s cut open my knees

Then I stopped my slide when I grabbed a tree


He pulled me forward and I fell face down

Clutching the weeds, I was praising the ground

I thanked the stranger that saved me from dying

My tears mixed with sweat as I started crying


I finally get up and look down the dirt road

Thinking I’ll never stray and do as I’m told

No matter how tempting the sights may be

I’ll look down at my leg and the scar on my knee


© 2011 Michael Yost

Never Again Again

The pressure is familiar weighing heavily on my chest and feelings. Happening at least two times in the past. One left me flat on my back with tubes coming out of everywhere with various colors flowing. The second one was the worst place I’ve ever been.
Pushed again into the darkest area of my psyche. No hand or footholds to help me out and I started to cry uncontrollably for no real reason.
Then they came in like what spirits might do. I only guess of course but very different from the last time. Gaining control of my heaving they seemed not to see or hear me when I tried to introduce myself.
So I’m alone again falling deeper into myself without any hope of coming out of it. Now they’re translucent and disappearing. Losing track of time and days melting together with only one line left.

© 2015 Michael Yost 04/25


Cold Evening

Another cold evening without you
Spooning was a length of warmth delivered
Until morning you were exhaling blue
Tickling small hairs on my neck I shivered

Dave and I are all alone without Grace
She trained Dave very well and he’s behaved
Awaking again she’s not in her place
Morning passed badly getting dressed and shaved

Half finished dreams reflect my state of mind
Letting her go hasn’t been very easy
In the end once more, we’re left behind
But my love alone lets her go freely

The steel doors kept locked and the windows barred
She’s back at the asylum without delay
The patient and the dog were found by the guard
Trying to find a small place out of the way
© 2014 Michael Yost 06/01

So You Had to Ask or

Skimming the water, how do we know
How deep or shallow the water is
Without running the risk of vulnerability
Or are we to know only when it’s his

Does Charon always charge for to and fro
If you had to assk for the answer it always burns
Are (S)elected memories of a rich man’s health
The only way to express funneling Wealth..

© 2014 Michael Yost 04/16


It’s been a long time since I’ve seen your smile
Here I am shackled, breaking rocks, into piles
Halfway through, my 30 year’s sentence from the trial
I’m hoping you knew, our date was still worthwhile

We ate a good meal and were talking in our booth
Loud laughing through dessert, while the others blamed our youth
The ice cream found the cavity in my tooth
And you noticed my pain; you being the great sleuth

If you had been psychic that beautiful day
You’d be alive writing about my feet of clay
We’ll never know why he decided to betray
I know I was nailed down watching you pray

I was trapped in my mind and not able to move
There was a sliver of light that opened a groove
My alarm went off and I hoped my dream might improve
A nightmare that even Scooby and Shaggy couldn’t approve

© 2012 Michael Yost 08/23

Does Loving Hurt?

Where’d you think I’d go?
You know how I feel so
I knew you’d be waiting there
Because neither of us would dare

To walk away feeling this way
Walking together till we’re gray
Even knowing how bad it gets
With each of us crying to quit

The love and pain we share
Can’t ever even compare
Because I know how you feel so
Where did you think I’d go?

© 2011 Michael Yost


Enjoy the pain free life you have
Here’s hoping you never need salve
To rub away the aches free
Especially both of your knees

© 2011 Michael Yost

Senryu Twenty


Pain again, again
Pills. relieving then amen
Pain again the bane

© 2011 Michael Yost

Duplicities Border

The castoff pools in the gutterLark in The Park
Beating rain rolls over his skin
Coughing, spewing with a sputter
Heavy lids hiding a soul dim

Evil wicked days his wish away
If the rain could wash his dark heart
His soul lines gutters this day
So that I might lark in the park

© 2011 Michael Yost



Spiking masks the hurt
Waves wash away the pain
The water rises

Lost without you now
No return beyond this point
The water rises

Slipping underneath
Syringe then bubbles surface
Overflows water

©2010-2011 Michael Yost