Eclipse of the Flesh

Do the stars trouble the moon
Or the clouds the sky?
Sincerely not, they live in perfect tranquillity.
So why does the mind trouble the soul
Bring blackness to light
And doubt in to harmony and reality.
We think therefore we explore
Pushing boundaries where entanglement cannot be undone,
Where sanity is breached
To a place where torment only lies.
At this time we wander the future and past
Falling backwards or forwards
Never balancing on the present
Believing the mystical over the substantial.
The fight is not Demon or Angel,
Thoughts are the rulers of pained outcome
The totem of the body
The all seeing eye,
Parading imagination as a false God
Seeking mortality with a corporeal shell.
Don’t believe what is null and vacant
The mind torments the soul
But invisibility evaporates.
The true saviour is the heart that beats
It repels all blackness
Pulls in love and locks in place a safe retreat
To visit in times of cold desolation.
Follow the veins of warmth and grasp with open arms,
Shut out the empty voices
And through the rapture never let go.

And Monsters

I over think

so I don’t have to feel

thats what I’m told,

I feel pain though

and hurt

from the cold,

Outside my perspective

I shut off

otherwise I get lost,

lose understanding,

hush to quiet,

Monsters are never silent,

Their voices and presence

fill me with dread,

forcing me to communicate,

succumbing to a lesser evil

rather then staying

inside my head.

Shadows

Elegance as in beauty
Outline clear in light
Seeks a poignant space in time
Flickers dance with me
Forever one as two

Movement flies through air
Clouds practice in patience
Playing chess with the light
Passes leadership to the stars

Every shadow has its quest
Unknown entity
Towed for all eternity
Power to possess skills
Puppet to immortality
Staying within its boundary

Time Stood Still

In the darkness, the path seems clearer
Blinking eyes makes time come nearer
History passes like a camera flicking
Slowly watching it pass in a series of ticking
Usually imagined futures are bleak
Try to endure, just a sense of a peak
I see figures faded, wrapped up in time
Shaky blurred muttering in a speechless mime

Given the grace of the family I craved
Raw emotions, anguish, new paths this paved
Numbing of the mind, then and this hour
Powering like the sea, turning memories sour
Holding my head, feeling balanced and brave
Yearning to leave a legacy before the grave
Bringing life into a disconnected mind
Logic and emotion together combined

The heart gets stretched like skin on a hand
Pushing the blood, like water through sand
Fighting like a stag to hold onto the present
Losing my reality, losing my essence
The people we love, and those we’ve told
Still can’t understand the shape of this mould
If time stood still, and all that was left was the night
Would this be bliss? Not having to see, not having to fight…