Compassion of a mortal, soul of an Angel

Modern times where kindness is in ration
We‘re all looking for a wide range of compassion
People sitting on top of their own domain,
In generations, the self-fish will remain,
Spreading in a world full of noise and hate
I just put reality, in to words that can translate.

Don’t look back in pain, anger or regret
Go with the gut, seek out the missing outlet
One chance, one choice, be very wise
Time’s too short to live by disguise.

The lessons in life react when quiet
Tune out the noise, release the riot
Don’t listen to the negative and sour,
They’re scared you’ll make your finest hour.

Thoughts are thoughts, the character is true,
Show compassion to me, I’ll show it to you
That niggling passion, go see it through,
Overall message, live for what you’re destined to do.

Dreams

Dark shadows stretch out where I lay,
A calm warmth surrounds where I slept,
Making adjustments between night and day
A thousand times, I’ve laid here and wept

Eyes half wide, checking my life’s place,
Feelings of content without any cares,
My dreams are a sanes person’s reality,
My reality is people’s kind of nightmares

Look forward to the night, a place to escape
Where happy memories bubble and ferment,
During the seemingly split second break,
An awaken alarm feels like torment

Nerves in stomach from hitting the pillow,
Looking forward to sleep, but not waking,
An invisible nights story lights up my life,
Awoken from peace, anxiety in the making

Another paradox of this infinite cycle,
A taste of something pure that never stays,
Wish this reality would switch around,
Where peaceful nights, turn into peaceful days

Line

A lifetime below, hope creeping up for a peek
Blurred and slurred, crying out to speak
A shadow’s grasp pulls firm and crisp
Talks riddles with an edge and a lisp
Trusting a shadow that won’t let you shine
Glimpse ’round the shoulder, the shadow’s mine.

The truth so close is hard to see
Mirror image is the biggest enemy
Push up above, spy a closer reflection
Where the light is too bright for a safe selection
Where ceilings are high, the risk is low
Separate choice from the two-faced shadow.

Been stuck so deep, where has life has slept
Where memories shrink, and freedom wept
Reverse is so high, only action is down
Fall, exhausted, flat, still on the ground
The balance though, is all so very fine
The life goal, to keep your head above the line.

Urgency

Life is never enough
Time is a thorn to endless resolution
The urgency pumping through our veins
Reaching out
To a self-made deadline
An internal pressure
Mind fixated on serinty filling
Reality we’re soul killing
Feeling selfish when relaxing chances upon us
Need to slow sensations to body
Enjoy instead of panic
Breath instead of losing breathe
Sit in thought
Not wishing life away
Activities participated in anxiety
Those memories won’t last
Pleasure taken leisurely, calmly
Will be remembered
Play your own game
At a comfortable soothing pace
Life’s too short yes,
So why rush?

Let me in

Skin delicate as a flower

Healing superficially
Protruding double edge scars
Protecting a soft
Broken beauty with a will of wanting
Sat rabid inside a vulnerable shell
Some cut my tissue
Scrape away at my flesh
Seeking the weakness within
Ignorance unearths deep foundations
Critical echoes erects towering walls
Creating an impenetrable field of solitude
Only passable through invitation,
Even then
Trespassers alarm the mind to traitors
If chosen and elected to intrude
Tread carefully with your voice
Step lightly with decision
Once warmth is shared please I beg,
Don’t break trust, heart, or soul
As the well of hope will dry
And I will collapse inward upon myself.

Sent from my Samsung Galaxy smartphone.

No Surrender

Stuck in a lifetime that won’t accept my vision
With mental illness it feels like I’m closer to reality
Others only see what’s in front of their face
Im frustrated their perspective is boundaried,
Blinkered, tunnel vision, seeing only in black and white

They are happy with that

Anxious minds can’t sit still, need to be stretched and challenged,
Imagination set free, be wild instead of socially tamed
Look at the world instead of four walls

Boredom is culpable

World passing by with each new day
Stay with the same or search for like minded individuals
Surrounded by the scared, my thoughts are all alone
Suffocated by negative when aspire to greatness

We are rare, few, forbidden from thinking our truth

Accused of madness, not normal
No wonder Anger issues with the mental frustration

People in front of the que are blind to my perception,
Living with no existence, leaving no trace
Open eyes that no longer see
Repressed folk suck the life out of the inspired
The media has suppressed the creative

Labelled for being a stranger in my own time

Frowned upon, scolded
Masses creating the word ‘stigma’ to separate themselves
Don’t listen to the ignorant
Nothing grows in the comfort zone

Be selfish, use your emotions given,
The next generation will love you for it,
Don’t ever get shown the door,
The anxious feeling is not a feeling of being lost,
It’s the longing of wanting more…