Everyone Is Sick Here (Haiku)

by Damien Knight

A chill in the air
I and the littles, unwell
Swimming stomach aches

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Journal Dec 2003

By Damien Knight

Commentary in italics. I wrote this journal a month before my birthday while in a Louisville, Kentucky psychiatric facility. I was in the long-term ward. I spent my teen years in various psych facilities from the time I was 13 until I was 19 years old.

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Shadow Knight

By Damien Knight

The death knight, the warrior, perfect
For dead he serves eternal.
His stance sturdy, erect,
His heart cold as solid stone.
Life cannot touch his soul,
Pain he does not feel.
How I envy his demeanour cold,
With apathy of steel.
His face a mirror to mine,
I wish I were a heartless knight.
To no longer ache inside,
Just stand and face my fight!

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What I Got In Trouble for as a Kid

By Damien Knight

My 300 Writing prompts is what I got int trouble for most. I got in trouble for most as a kid was not paying attention. I got in fights occasionally and got in trouble for other things but was yelled at most for my lack of focus. Whether it was forgetting my umbrella during a down pour or not closing a door in a timely manner, I got scolded. I fear I yell too much at my own children for similar such mole hills.

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Worth It

By Damien Knight

Today’s writing prompt asks what one thing in your life is “worth it.” For me there are two things in my life I put my time into that are worth it. They are my kids and my education. I have poured my heart and soul into my dream of being a paleontologist.

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My Favourite Work Of Art

By Damien Knight

My favourite work of art is Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh. I have loved Van Gogh’s art since 3rd grade when Ms. Denny read a story on his life. I felt I could personally connect with his traumatic life.
I love the dark blue colours of this painting streaked with bright stars swirling the sky. Those swirling stars are like wind swept lights of hope through the dark blue of my depression. I feel hope when I see this painting.

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Van Gogh’s Starry Night