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.
This is Hard…
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.
Random code Formed to shape A point to the stars Where we touch eternity
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.
Die Rechnung, Bitte.
The check, please I didn't have anything to say you took it anyway innocent and unmoved grounded waiting to run, away.
Nazis v USSR
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 name hold my hand be my rock my guide and thy hope "I hope to stay" you hope too much "hope not enough" yet the moon is now red through the mist your family is dead I see a crash "you are the crash" tonight we meet on the edge of our desire "crash" she said climbed the vines of destiny Vesta
Our Mental Health ~ Journey of Our Lives
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.
Would it be Nice
It would be nice to feel the sand under my feet it would be nice to watch the clouds in the sky and it would be nice if we could meet and maybe not to spend any time to cry would it be nice or would it be wrong if we could skate on ice or just accept that we belong it would be nice to see everything perhaps never seeing anything or just let it breeze away like nothing at all had existed in my heart these days would it be nice I used to ask all I had to ask for, would it be.