Back to life

Reaching out to a gift
So high the guardians sit on clouds,
A emerald sky emanating so much light
Even the kings are forced to bow.

Emotions hallucinate with such glory
Celebrate and dance with relief,
Grief has been their prisoner for so long
Torturing the emptiness of belief.

Life is first only to choice
Freedom conquering death,
Eyes forced to view in perspective
The lost souls, our loss would of left.

It’s not for us equals to judge
How connected ties choose to live,
Selfish minds will always act to survive
All we can do is forgive.

Stigma Video

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#achoicetovoice I've uploaded a short video of myself talking about my ill mental health and what I,ve suffered with. I feel it helps take off some of the weight, and release some pressure. I don't worry what people think anymore, but I know others do and this a massive thing people have to deal with – the thought of being judged. I'm trying to encourage people to upload their videos of what they suffer with and talk briefly about issues that maybe they been too nervous or afraid to say to others. I should say only do this if you feel in safe place mentally to do so. In the comfort of your own company tell the world a little of yourself and your experience. It may help others, and give a little shift in ending the stigma. It may also give people a bit more understanding of how you see life. A glimpse behind your eyes. Once you say it out loud, it gives it substance,makes it real, and then possibly easier to deal with. A chance to be open and honest and share a bit of yourself in 60 seconds. Use any language as emotions are universal. Once again only upload if you feel safe. So please if you feel safe and well to do please share your video. There are millions of people who struggle world wide with ill mental health. Together we can share our stories and prove we're not alone, even if it feels that way. Use the hashtag – #achoicetovoice #anxiety #depression #bipolar #videos #suicide #stigma #music #film #poetryencryptionmind #writers #mentalhealthawareness #nerves #socialanxiety #isolation #crying #celebrity #ocd #addict #obsessive #compulsive #obsession #syndrome #talk

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Treading Water

Choose to climb
and escape the stone walls
that close in
like a dampening breath to the neck,
The goosebumps are real
coldness can’t be faked
neither can the dread which creeps from below,
Move or perish
from the hesitant pause
that captures indecisive minds
freezing the will to submission.
So climb,
Or leave it to fate,
Let go and fall in to emptiness
become weightless in body and mind,
Float down star shaped
with eyes unable to close
as you look upward bidding farewell
to life,
part of the punishment of surrendering to hell,
Light dissolves in seconds
free falling in to darkness
to an eternal expanse.
Deviant whispers from nowhere
keep you from sleep
and peace,
A choice to make,
Fall and drown forever as a prisoner
or climb and fight.

Blossom

Laughing in the success of failure
Somehow I knew you hated me
Judged by external blemishes
And short minded deviants
Who only see, what they want to see

Believe the fragile foundations
Where truth sits balanced
Where a lie weighs down the world
Collapsing the final ounce of confidence

Society now accepts
Colourful to admire
Quiet as strange                                      Loud as a superstar
Normal as estranged

No wonder personalities dance for eternity,                                              Without falling into place
As the selfish run the asylum                Not allowing room for a diverse face

Our bones are the substance
The soul radiates lifes powers
Whatever age we’re taken
We will all lye down with flowers.

All Day All Dead

Sharing my head with an additional voice
A vigilant double skilfully taking over
Pushing me out to elevate it’s own purpose,
I surrender admitting my failure
Of surviving life and existence

I sense ‘It’ clouding each decision
Questioning my clarity,
I’m happy to pass over this burden
Of hell eclipsed in my mind,
Here take me my dark twin
And thrive in this shell!

When at peace you were benign
At war you became malignant,
Poisoning thoughts
Displaying me as diseased
Dropping blood in my tears

I finally fall out of power
Succumbing to the invasion of life,
You win, feel free to dance in my skin
Smile in to the mirror
Touch your recent corporal self

Now I’m the reflection
Buried deep still feeling the emotions
That you chose to suppress,
Unable to die or sleep
Dead though immortal

My slights of anxiety
Now surpassed by your confidence
And sociopathic ways of living,
A shadow of consciousness remains
Trapped in torment, looking up, looking out

A realisation I have undertaken a greatest sin
Shelving responsibility to a misconception,
Seduced by demons or demon
The dark side of my brain,
A mistake too final to comprehend
As long as my visual double still breathes
I shall suffer

Forever awake and forever aware
That my soul, I wasn’t meant to share