In a never ending landscape of unconscious desire
Longing to find the one, who set me on fire
Maybe the words will slip from my lips
Perhaps it's all just going to fall to bits.
As we meet we don't acknowledge
The feelings
Deny our believing's
In one another.
So when the sun touches the horizon
As it sets behind earths magnetic hills
And night leaps into the day
Such a pain to say
So much more...
Just as dreams touch the night
They touch the day, everyday.
No longer hidden from my own hearts desire
So I found a way to search through the minds lair
Although the labyrinth is big
Bigger than I'll ever be
It's just a disillusioned rig
Shapes and noise form consequence.
Coming down the second sunset...
There she goes
As it too passes with time
The silver river of my mind
Waving, waiting
Anxiously anticipating
What we will say.
I start this series of words
With an open heart
That cares
I've been in love
I've felt afraid
My day was alright
Until rain drained it away
I dragged myself through hell
I found nothing but deceit
When the time was right
We had yet again to meet
But by then the wounds had sealed
By then I could not heal
Pain that you caused me
You did so intently
Fast forward some
Past the moon, past the sun
Find me nestled in the bed
Where she strokes me on the head
And we love and we touch
I realise what it is not
It is not you
Or what you did
There was more people
Hearts so big I wanted to cry
The love they gave, helped heal me inside.
Wind whips against the flame
dying and unchanged
Night burns into day
that waste away
Heart focuses on love
filled with pain
A rare sapphire
glisten gemstone
rare, unmoved
vibrant shining radiance
Beautiful glow
birds of the forest
fly into the embers
of it's aura.
The sun is setting in the distance
I hear the call of the owl's screech
My body and mind have been at an impasse
Where the rocks on the mountain shake and crumble
If only there was enough light in the day
Dying leaves have fallen
Searing pain unbearable to express
I find myself bridled with disappointment
Wondering, yearning
An answer that heaven cannot even cast down on me
You see, those eyes were green with envy
Hate and misery seeped from your black tongue
Fire spat from your flesh
If ever a devil existed, it was you
Lamenting the torment
Is not a conscious desire
It is an impending spear
Stuck in the ribcage of a lion
Whose tiresome body is resting
Forever a mighty soul
Born with genius bespoke
The hand full of hope
Stuck in the bramble bush
Prickled, stung, betrayed
Heart that empties away...
See the sun on the horizon
Its orange glow heats your spirit
The warmth of the love
Keeps you strong
Golden leaves have now fallen
Lamenting the spring yet to come.
Soviet forces march across the deadly lands of eastern Europe
onward towards the motherland, Nazi Germany lays dormant
The SS is on the frontline, pushing past Poland
toward their nemesis faces
Clash, we see bombers descend over Paris
Bang, the tankers are crossing the lines of Berline
Stalin spies through his men
... as Nazis chant for their little mad man
"Heil Hitler"
Could Lenin see the times past
Churchill, Roosevelt, Hirohito, and Charles de Gaulle
united, departed, never forgotten
closing in, let it begin
forever they will die in sin
Vesta "call on me"call my namehold my handbe my rockmy guide and thy hope"I hope to stay"you hope too much"hope not enough"yet the moon is now redthrough the mist your family is deadI see a crash"you are the crash"tonight we meet on the edge of our desire"crash" she saidclimbed the vines of destinyVesta
Welcome to this post on mental health! Apologies for not posting anything for a few days too, I’ve been busy. I also found a free flight simulator which I downloaded last night and has been so far real awesome!
So, I collaborated with another writer/poet who joined forces with me in the above Medium post so we could each write about our mental health, particularly depression. I am not putting this in writer spotlight as it is not featured on my site. I would also appreciate if you could clap and comment on Medium to show your support and to make the post more visible to others, so we can raise awareness and reduce the stigma associated with being depressed.
This last few years isolation, depression, and general poor mental health have been given a not so good reception, being completely and utterly ignored in those who need help. The system gives those with support more support, and does not support those in need with no support. You understand I hope, that the gravity of the situation is now out of control.
I once heard the actor Jim Carrey say that depression means your body is in need of a ‘deep rest.’ I agree, when you give it what it needs fundamentally, it can start to recover and heal.
It would be nice to feel the sand under my feetit would be nice to watch the clouds in the skyand it would be nice if we could meetand maybe not to spend any time to crywould it be niceor would it be wrongif we could skate on iceor just accept that we belongit would be nice to see everythingperhaps never seeing anythingor just let it breeze away like nothingat all had existed in my heart these dayswould it be nice I used to askall I had to ask for, would it be.
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