Blind Attire


As we dress ourselves sadness,

Weeping is a ploy to keep away from hope.

Why live when we can die?

Why fight when we can cry?

Are dreams mean nothing, because we forgot to close our eyes.

Nothing but antidepressants keeping us standing.

Broken down are we,

Just another basket case.

What do we believe  about ourselves?

 

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Ticking Hands, Taking Hands


Tick, tick, tick
The time passes by
Minutes are leaving
Never to return
This little clock
So haunting
Is it mocking
Cursing me
Everything runs away
Never to return
Lost
Alone
Wanting something
Something more
Oh, cruel hands
They do nothing
Nothing but take
In my silence
You shout
Shout at me
Reminding me
Remember
All the things lost
Gone
Never to come again
Tick, tick, tick…

Beauty Blossoms Bright


I want to see beautiful things
Tour the world see something new
Bright and lovely
Living in colors only imagined
I want to be free of the dark
No more shadows
Only light filled days
Bring me flowers of every kind
Trees glistening with life
My feet in the sandy beach
The ocean before me dancing merrily
Can this be more than a dream
Please my love
Travel with me in beauties delight

Her Shade


She was haunted. Haunted by a ghost of the past that seemed more a ghoul.
It shattered her belief in safety, reliance on any other being.
The daft spirit gave her no rest, especially in the dead night.
Her dreams became nightmares and only she could hear the screams.
Poltergeist by a force unseen by all with one exception, her.
It fed off of the fears that poured out from within her.
Will she die alone and lonely with only this shade to morn you?

The Simple Life


I saw beauty today
As I walk this way
Enlightened by simplicity
Joy in complexity
Nothing as it seems
Freer than my dreams
I needed more of this
To remain in bliss
If only here I’d stay
Keep this peace I pray
Dancing in the light
Delighted in the sight
Will it fly away from me
As a fleeting bird
To only remain a memory
Or much more a story

The Waiting Breath


Do discover a new way
The version unwritten
A path not yet blazed

For what is this world,
If not a place to live in wonder.

To breath in each new day,
As if it were your very last.

Unbroken
Unwritten
Overwhelmed with joy

Do not believe that the age of discovery has passed.
Do not carry on as if you have known all the unknown.

We have yet to reveal the truth,
In all its raw beauty,
Its actually.
Beyond a mere belief.

This was never meant to be a moment lived standing still.
Do you not see,
The world keeps on spinning
As you await a reason to be alive.

Just simply live.

Capturing Your Smile


Pasted pictures cover the walls
Memories of long ago
Each precious moment with you
Captured forever
Frozen in time are you and I
Those few times I smiled
When you were close to me
Wishing I could melt into them
These images starring back
Showing a special time
I can not keep living there
In the past places
Hoping to be free from the pain
Grab the camera dear
Let’s take an adventure
Smile for me my love
We will make more joyful memories

Ghosts in the Garden


I use to have a garden
I planted every spring
It was truly something to see
So proud of the color
I would invite you to glimpse
To relax in the gentle glow
If you came today
It may give you quite a scare
For the shades of light
They have all become dark
Dying plants littered about
Withered trees crying out
No this place has no light
A garden of death residing

Wayward Wonder


I once was filled with wonder
The desire to explore
The first to suggest an expedition
To search the farthest places
Jumping from the pages of books
To the world of color surrounding
Gaze upward and dream
That was once a long time ago
Before
Before it all turned dark
Can we ever return to such freedom
The tender dreams of innocence
A safe place to explore
Feel secure enough to travel once more

Going Mad


To be insane
A thin line between creative genius
Why do we dare not cross?
Is it not a freedom?
A mind unlocked
Or broken?
I feel so close to either side
It’s like my home
I have thanksgiving there
Every year
A place to unfold
And unwind
Shall I leap into to nothingness
Escape
From all the faux
From all the fads
Just unlucky they say
In my mind
Some days
It is nothing but dreary grey
A hue of black
All is chaos when color invades
What hope is there?
Recreated tragedies
What a lovely doll
Dressed up in silks and lace
Broken and
Shattered
Bruised and
Battered
Unwanted dreams haunting continuously
Pretty little liars
Decked out to the tens
Or are those nines
Brittle bones are rattling
Dance to this tune
Insanity
A lovely place to dream