Burdened

While sanity meanders
Character is subjected to slanders
Years afraid of lies once said
Sits quiet as physicality deflates to dead

Please my dear, Don’t be afraid
When it’s made,
The bed of the departed
Set and warm,
Lay down as eternity beckons
Crossing arms for forever seconds

Shoulder weight lifts
As responsibility shifts,
To the air
The burdened fatally shared
Promises spoken by the mouth of her
Deadly silent defines the breath is over

No more clashes as substance becomes ashes,
Tears and sadness as silence reaks
Chaos lives while the devil speaks,
With him she shares a fitted box
Relief and confusion as no more she knocks.

Where we Belong

No-one speaks of the son
The true pick pocket of the mind
The embezzler of certainty
Who mocks the deaf and blind

Though master keeps the throne
The aire runs the house
Faceless threat of the scare dimension
Who strung his kids and spouse

Escape never earned
No retreat, only forward
Scarring for the returned
Whipping for a coward

As mortal life is sucked
You die imagining of fairy tales
Reality smells of torture
Of crucifixion from rusty nails

Death bed made in plain sight
Implants dreams of no tomorrow
Sleep tight on pools of blood
A grave so deep and shallow.

Unofficial Friends

Now the pain has decreased from my heart
The force from others is strong and stalks
Hard to be neighbouring for fear of being pulled under
Once my empathy laid low, now it gladly talks
Fight or flight, flight is to flee from the crowd
Their emotions burn and frustrate the internal light
A forced hand gives a gift to help people
Silent voices have grown noisy and bright

Ignorance is for the weak, empathy for the strong
Quieten own torment gives hope to clamp down others
Whispers are shouts heard through loud mediums
Their parents children, rejected by society mothers
Listening is vital, accepted is desired
Once heard entitled to breakdown and cry
An acoustic ear has never been so powerful
Emotions congruent, a glare picks up a lie

Nerves affecting both sides, each brave and alone
Strangers are closer through speech and a mutual stare
Powerful bond that stems from separate trauma
A weaponless ally that shifts on opposite chair
A commitment made, a relationship formed
Built on emotion, pain and the spoken word
One listens, hears, holds its partners past
Each human equal, just wanted to be heard

Distracted and advasive but time needs time
In the beginning we are all free falling
Resistance and confusion veers from chosen path
Reminded and affirmed this is their internal calling

A damaged voice may carry many passengers
A story with many long psychological wars
Dual heads held high by a relational depth
This the first step in a trip of emotional tours.

Time Passing

One minute I was falling
The next I was free
In an expanse of wonder
A place of my dreams

Parade through the valley
Breathe amongst the flowers
Living here is magical
A second lasts for hours

I love exploring the fields
Where the horses run
I’ve only just arrived
It’s feels I belong

I dance among the trees
Shake the fruit from above
I sing with the birds
The song is full of love

I lye down in the grass
I look up to the sky
An echo rings my ears
Of you saying goodbye

A life gone full circle
An innocence released
I’ll miss and be missed
Though my heart is at peace.

Forsaken

Wipe the moisture from words spoken
Then was a different time.
A shallow belief in the healing power
Years bring.
Not only appearances change
Internal aspects develop
Maturing to produce surprising acts.

I wish we would meet once more
My personality now encouraged to spread.
Stood from where it hid
Shadowed and intimidated
By beauty and popularity.

I was neither in my own eyes
Abuse proved the ideals of my self worth
Mirrored and lived
Through the script of thoughts.

Still my reflection is disgruntled
Shattered pieces of soul
Lay floored
Depicting memories of scattered remains.

Potential

There is no limit to the present
Choose to die today, it doesn’t end
Choose to live, then life begins,
In moments of silence, time still moves,
Cold surrenders to the warm
Light always pierces dark,
Even underground nothing is buried forever
Nothing is wasted in life
Each breath is counted
Every voice matters and is heard
Each footstep revolves the earth
Laughing makes it a better place to live,
Legacy is moulded from other people’s minds
Revealing truths unknown to many
Exposing ideas which originally had no environment to thrive,
Dormant intelligence and imagination breeds from goodwill
Cultivates to the surface when embraced with love.
Don’t choose to die today
If nothing else, outcry internally
Awake the lost soul from its timidity,
We are shaped to matter
Formed unique waiting to be discovered,
Don’t stay buried
Help shift the earth that encloses with comfort,
There is no limit to the present.

Turned

Love is an echo
a wind that seeks a home
extinguishing candles of dejection
lit by praying souls,
Possessing my willing heart
with a harmonious breeze
I need not want for more emotion
as it brings me to my knees,
Shriek out to the world
as love flows through my veins
I’ve never see the sun before
I’ve only lived through rains