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Alone in the shadow of a dim street lamp, wondering about in a state of haze, self pity in my confused daze. What is so wrong with me, that love avoids me, in a panicked flee.
What are you now but an extension of my mind.
When you look at yourself in the mirror and think "im beautiful". Let me know. When you finally stop following and start leading. Let me know.
Lost in my confusion, the world revolves around me, people go through life in need, what have I done to answer their plea. We are so consumed with ourselves, others who suffer, we put on shelves.
He smiles at me from far away. He laughs at my strange jokes which I end up including in my talk for nonsense reasons. He listens to love songs when I'm around. He stands up for me.
I looked myself up and down in the full length piece of glass, I did a little twirl and snuck looks as I walked past, I thought of times so long ago and asked myself why. Did I really eat that much.
Today I walked past another homeless man. Or perhaps it was the same homeless man as I see everywhere. I don't think I would know, I don't pay attention. This man asked for money from me, change.
A certain disposition. That’s all I ever think about these days. How one’s disposition can be easily misinterpreted and so quickly accused of forgery of oneself.
I'll be better tommorrow, I'll tidy my room, I'll bring you breakfast in bed and a bunch of flower too.
Hope was here. Yes it came here last night and refreshed its fill. That's the reason I feel new and whole again.
How can so little time go past, And yet it feel like an eternity.
Down a winding path I go. Where it ends I do not know. Towards the lights shining glow. With my feet on air below. Traveling towards the shining light. Shining bright in the blackened night.
#beginningline The frosted grass cracked underfoot as winter took a hold of the night. My hands were stiff with cold even though I was wearing gloves.
Searching for fortune and fame. But you don't even know my name. Just words on a empty page. Emotions of anger, happiness, joy and rage. I tell you my fears. Though sometimes I'm in tears.
The sound the sound keeps going round. In my head the beat continues to pound. The same old tune day after day. Is there really nothing new to say. I need to breathe and I need to live.
A warmth grips my stomach, I love the way it feels. It comes from out of nowhere, And negative vibes it kills. So sudden and so great, Please don't leave as quickly.
As I nimbly cross the majestic barriers, driving my way down each curving roads towards a destiny not my own, I find that thought has left me yet unconscious.
Where can she be, This woman, this lady. This 'Mum' This 'All Loving' someone. Where did she go, This 'warmth', this 'home'. Why do I sometimes feel So Alone.
I was born a champion, At least that's what they say. But I'm not really different, Not in any way.
#movement #wave. As I lay on the hospital bed. I look at the picture of the waterfall. Lush green ferns, rocks as black as night. And palm trees so tall. I feel so relaxed. I think I may fall asleep.
I clear my mind.
#emotion Waiting. And thinking. Time paaaassssiiiinnngggg. Clock t.i.c.k.i.n.g. Dog barking. Twin YELLING. Where do you think Inspiration is dwelling. Pen swirling. Head w•h•i•r•l•i•n•g.
Look at me - What do you see. Is it vacant eyes, A mouth capturing lies. Or a warm heart, Laughter lines like art, A gentle smile, Or a glare to run a mile.
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