Found in a corner

A Human shape of dark gold
picture of a fallen angel,

Though out of tears of humanity
comes beauty,

A Stage where the devil danced
sits a heart full of romance,

Skin cold to the touch,
narrow eyes say so much,

Demons plead to vanity
betraying oneself through insanity,

Rages of a daggers thrust,
again, never be able to trust

Left at the bottom starved of humanity,
begging loud for sanity,

Mouth drying for life of hunger
physically harming to creep from slumber,

A soul of sugar succumbed to salt,
guilt embedded, self always at fault

Be the soul that holds the hand
to lift the person from the ground,

Acknowledge those Deep Blue eyes of fright,
buried inside hides a light.

Let Forever Be

It feels
Like walking your own grave
Dark, damp and endless
Feeding on the brave

Rope bound, quenching the soul
Teasing the God given affliction
A Demons yard where games are played
Provoking hope by swaping addiction

Night fades into day
It’s all the same
Time rarely exists
Small slice of the mind game

An Angel holds my hand
Evaporates from my eyes
Now I understand
That all hope,
Is the Devil in disguise

Open Book

My history is no mystery. It’s shines in the background, as do I.

My life is an open book, if you ask I shall tell you the truth of my afflictions.

OCD, agoraphobia, depression, all haunted my soul for so long. Making me feel guilt and pain for no reason. Polluting my thoughts with never-ending negative whirlwinds.

Sometimes it was hard to think of what to believe. The truth inside me, or the inner voice spouting falsehoods and creating a dark landscape for me to follow.

I learned to diminish these happenings, put aside the demon to the sides of me.

Only then could I breathe clean air, think clear thoughts and live a truth, not a lie.

My character has, and always will remain intact. My soul has been tainted by ill mental health, but my fight and vision lies true.

Paradise

Squint the eyes so this contrast won’t last

Open your soul to accept the wonder full force

Reflections are distorted when viewed from darkness

In this case ripple the surroundings

Sort through the findings

That float to the surface

Reach out, eyes closed letting the feel guide you

Grab the gift and safely pull it to your chest

Breathe and let the heart solve the rest.

Pray

Free hand to write
On the edge of polite
To the mind and soul
Moods high or low

Circling the pain
That keeps me sane
Will I today survive
Hurt says I’m alive

Praying to the God enveloped my head
Why own thoughts are wishing me dead
Confined to the 4 corners of my room
Take me now, or take me soon

Heavy head with knees a bleeding
Nodding still, crouching and pleading
Babbling a language all of my own
Can’t find solitude, until I’m home

Various flashbacks of whom im calling
Above my eyes raising and falling
Swallowing my soul, my light to see
Who am I?, who will save me?

Answer now or forever stay silent
So I can walk peacefully
Into the twilight

Summer Dreaming

Humming birds sing for joy of wing space
Nocturnals patriotic to the night
Echoes of insects chime in chorus and celebration
Night sky glows in agreement with the animations
Content with the environment natures contrived

Petals shine in a unison glee
Footprints of trawlers left with intent
Fluffed up feathers of seeds
Singing lightly on the wind
Driven on the aftermath of a light sky
Awaking a visual of innocence
Beauty in a morning of deceptive wonder.

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
For the shield of hope will cease

Convincing the body of spirit
To internally combust
Collapsing inward upon itself