Between Times Poem by Stuart Doggett

Screaming like a fireball
Coming in from the void,
Breaking through your wonderwall
Into that place inside.

Burning uncontrollably,
Touching everything,
Coloured light, oh so bright
You couldn’t see the sting.

Like a bullet through your breast
Leaving echoes in the blood,
Shuddering in silent shock
As the cold begins to numb.

With nothing left but emptiness,
Stuck with what you see,
Pages turn and fingers learn
But minds will not release.

Its knives explore, delving in
And tearing out the flesh
In hope that violent purgery
Will condone the resulting mess.

The words stretch into the abstract
To push you further down
And it’s not until the next embrace
You feel confident you won't drown.

Screaming like a fireball
Coming in from the void,
Breaking through your wonderwall
Into that place inside.