The heart rendered like a king
Tall, stout and impressive
Evaporating all like a sponge
Past, present, resoundingly obsessive
With each new wave the strings get taunt
Feeling loose, but always holds
A break can be repaired
Or just a myth, that,s been re-told
Eye connections are real
The soul gets mystified
One Love, one other heart to feel
No more can be justified
A timeless lone night lays deep
Coupling and souling a must
Or forever be left in eternal limbo
Heart and mind turning to dust
Running parallel, so very close
A touch sickly, like a vertigo ride
Hearing and speech become an echo
In and out, rythmn of the tide
Is this truth, or is it false?
Love and anguish, my mind they share
Working through, but by default
In both worlds, I have to bare.
Featuring poetry about mental health – included are OCD, Anxiety, depression, agoraphobia, social isolation, suicide, addiction and many other mental health issues I’ve had to combat.
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Try closeness as a comfort
Warmth as a blanket to the cold.
Pleasure weathers heartache
Hardening the skin
Allowing empathy to grow kind.
Accept samples of love
As dark and light realities.
When the wondering retreats
We can halt half way to freedom
Retrace footprints to find balance.
Once I questioned
Now I answer freely,
And with more clarity
Than the present.
Echoes in the mind
Flow rampant, encircling
Affecting most prominent responses
It is unmoving
The primary speaks truth
Imitations less reliant
Consistent in its perseverance
A skimming stone
Simmering to a sunken weight
Dead in the water
Sits of an innocence
Vibrating ripples of continuance
First thoughts I dispense with caution
Notion with an ironic flaw
A split second occurrence
With no stage for reflection
Containing irrational undertones
Speed ‘Becomes’ essence
Dismay is uncontrolled
Outlines feasible complications Conversation is to-be heeded
True words believed, transpired with time
Character prevails via choices
Shaped by unrushed competence
Instant verbs evolve and mature
Sharp decisions cease to race
Knowledgeable peace combines
Sheds light on existence
Judgement swallowed by reality
Being misconceived becomes scarce
Harmony elected with a mutual dignity.
Out of body experiences doubt my existence
Feeling in limbo, questioning propaganda
Choices agreed but not remembered
Losing sanity slowly to a doppelganger
Familiar face reflects my smile
Eyes deep of black radiating trouble
Words speaks my voice to society’s nods
I’m the only conscience, seeing this flawed double
Mind stays guarded from being watched
In my dreams his courage grows to speak
Explains my character will be invaded
Though if he bleeds I bleed
Only in the mirror I can ask for mercy
The answer sincerely will be the same
That my tainted fracture soul will soon vanish
And only my demon, will remain.