Plywood and Duct Tape: Part I
I can feel the walls cracking, Breaking, The dam leaking. It is being held By plywood and duct tape. The cracks are growing larger, More and more keeps spilling out, I keep promising myself One more crack Then I’ll get help. The dam ruptures...
Dear Heart
Dear Heart,I’m sorry for wearing you on my sleeve,and giving you away, as if you werebut a stone that held me down.You are a compass,a compass with a lost sense of direction.A compass which only points meto the closest point of comfort,A compass which...
Reflections
Howdo you see you?Howdo you see me?Yourreflection is still the same person, butdo you see it as such?
Thereflection of your judgement,thoughts,feelings, actions,howdo you perceive these things? Doesit make you a different person?
Whatdo you like, what do you hate?Youare the same person in every version.Everyreflection...
Schizophrenic
Anger Is such a pointless emotion Yet it consumes me Anger at voices nattering away, of silent words and silent urges. Tyrants in their kingdom Fighting off the plague I am alone, And surrounded, by war. Both sides fighting a constant battle, One heart...
A life without colour
My vision is only of gray.
“The world is a rainbow;” I know this for sure.
I’ve heard of the magnificent shades of human emotion.
I’ve seen them for myself, but I do not see in colour anymore.
I live within a personal orbit of dullness and nothing...
Enlightenment Part III: Acceptance
Overwhelmed with such knowledge, Thoughts no longer his own and acts of pure will,He descended the mountain to his old home.
Everything felt the same.
There was buying, There was selling.
Talking to each person as if talking to the great sky,They responded, offering him guidance and...
The Sound of Rain
Searching for meaning in an empty coffee cup he sat around
the busy café contemplating life.
The rain pouring out her dreams and hopes on the clear
window as if to shout out “It is me your searching for!”
The coffee now gone just as his will for...