Yes I believe life is worth living. I believe we should focus on the positive and not the negative.
We should embrace life as the gift it is. A miracle it was to be chosen, to be given a chance to make an impression on others and leave a silent legacy through society.
Lucky to be alive through complicated circumstances which ended with your making of personality and awareness. I believe im lucky and I want to live that way.
It’s just some of us are born with a discrepancy of the mind. A shadow that sweeps over the light of life. Takes away joy and leaves ‘what if’.
It feels like living on egg shells. That any moment I could break and fall. At the end of each day I am thankful for surviving. It’s just how I’m built.
Yes I can be depressing but that’s because I’m sometimes depressed. Even though I feel like this I still want to help others in any way I can. This is what calms my doubts and fuels my soul.
The afflicted tune has ended, fire burns to zero,
To the silent master there is no treason,
Thank you for weeping, the elated song plays on,
Knowing I’m alongside you, no question or reason
Heart demands no excuse for warmth,
Memories inside exist with little trace,
Imagination, love, you take it with you,
You have pictures, I’ll never forget a face
In life I’ve struggled with my place
Where I land is real and beyond my control,
My concept was never this side of beautiful,
Choice of rest place, time to sleep not grow
Misunderstood, all judgements long forgiven,
The mind was mine, the body a short lease,
Blessed to have lived in this short loving time,
Knowing there is such a place of finding peace
A desert island, a single paradise of oasis,
Silence moves slower, ending is stretched,
My feelings are enclosed, forever in stasis,
Pictures in my mind of a life permanently etched.
Looking forward to the weekend
Drinking and socializing with mates
Half excited, half wrenching
In case the conversation turns to dates,
Of more nights or future holidays
Things on the spot I agree to
Pit of my stomach is yearning
I will avoid each one, and I do!
Talk of glory days I’ve missed
In the crowd but still alone
Detached, looking down from above
Lies and guilt, I could never atone,
But they’re a good bunch of friends
Initially I’m always included
In my head yes, no, yes, no
The reality, I feel excluded,
Listening out for the question
Waiting to be asked
Just for it to be over
For them it’s just a task,
An unspoken air of formality
Asking and I say yes
The elephant in the room is reality
Knowing I will let them down by text,
Not real great times, always on edge
But that was as good as it got,
They still think I’m some kind of ledge
But I know I’m not,
What I’d felt back then, wasn’t really me
I kinda knew, but today I know
And if I could live those days again,
I’d just go along with the normal flow,
Past is gone now, no time for regrets
Looking back I feel kind of blessed,
Because they’re a good bunch of friends
And my issues? No-one could have guessed.
Rainbows speak of reincarnated souls
Revisiting their loves ones
One last time,
Using colours to spark smiles
Memories, and a warmth to the soul.
No other wonder can eclipse the serinity
Or the view that challenges belief,
A miracle spectrum and an insight of heaven
Produced in a wave of inspiration
As a gift for all to see.
When the mind is lost to the dark
And the colour fades from life
Stride out of the storm
And search for that Rainbow
I stand alone, only clouded by my own judgement,
As with the mind, when the fog lifts only beauty remains,