The fingers of doubt and dread pull me down
Long, bony whisps of fear strangle and drown
I'm feeling choked, just want to breathe my last
Yet misery has claimed me, won't let me leave his clasp
It strokes me with a lovers touch
Each caress outlines the cold clutch
That claims me, holds me close to it's chest
A terrifying embrace that gives no rest.
Fight: do try if you dare
In the end, you'll find it's easier not to care
Suspended in space and time
Listening as the clock peals out it's leaden chime
Even if you try stop it's perpetual swing
You'll probably fail, because life does cling;
It respects not your pain, only cares that you remain
In this miserable, cold domain
Thursday, April 19, 2018
Monday, April 9, 2018
It's hard to remind myself on some days
That life's worth living, feels like an endless maze
See, the world is tearing at the seams
Everywhere I look there's people with broken dreams
Each one of us seeking healing
All railing against the cards life been dealing
It's draining trying to live with these battle scars
Yet some pretend, live behind self erected bars
They think it a shame to be weak
Not understanding, everyone's outlook is bleak
Being strong is a choice we all gotta choose
We gonna fight or succumb to the blues?
I've got this theory that strength forms at our command
Some are fighters, go out on the attack sword in hand
Others make amour and shelter inside
Yet others use it up on masks behind which they hide
Me, I've made walking sticks I'm hobbing on
I'm chasing hope on broken legs, a slow marathon
When it comes down to the bottom line
We're all weak and none of us are really doing fine
We're all fighting in our own way, using all our strength
Struggling with all we've got to go life's length.
That life's worth living, feels like an endless maze
See, the world is tearing at the seams
Everywhere I look there's people with broken dreams
Each one of us seeking healing
All railing against the cards life been dealing
It's draining trying to live with these battle scars
Yet some pretend, live behind self erected bars
They think it a shame to be weak
Not understanding, everyone's outlook is bleak
Being strong is a choice we all gotta choose
We gonna fight or succumb to the blues?
I've got this theory that strength forms at our command
Some are fighters, go out on the attack sword in hand
Others make amour and shelter inside
Yet others use it up on masks behind which they hide
Me, I've made walking sticks I'm hobbing on
I'm chasing hope on broken legs, a slow marathon
When it comes down to the bottom line
We're all weak and none of us are really doing fine
We're all fighting in our own way, using all our strength
Struggling with all we've got to go life's length.
I'm getting to that point of no return
As I'm continuing to see and to learn
That there lies in each one of us
The ability to throw another under the bus
Like sheep they live their lives each day
Following whatever holds the most sway
Don't wanna rock the boat, or make a wave
It's normalcy and likability they crave
There's that saying, written so well
If they all like you, there's a story it does tell
Of how you haven't done it right
You haven't given challenge and put up a fight
Because if you stand for something unpopular
You'll be kicked out of their circle in a way spectacular
Trust becomes as rare as silver or gold
While friendships become frosted and cold,
For the diehard peacemakers I'll say,
You won't be remembered in the futures day
It's the pot stirrers who leave their footprint
And carve into historybooks their dint
We live a life where they all have an agenda
Can't trust those who are sworn to be our defender
So we gotta educate ourselves don't just rely
On those who gain from if we follow and comply
It's about time we stand up and defy
Those who, our rights they do deny
As I'm continuing to see and to learn
That there lies in each one of us
The ability to throw another under the bus
Like sheep they live their lives each day
Following whatever holds the most sway
Don't wanna rock the boat, or make a wave
It's normalcy and likability they crave
There's that saying, written so well
If they all like you, there's a story it does tell
Of how you haven't done it right
You haven't given challenge and put up a fight
Because if you stand for something unpopular
You'll be kicked out of their circle in a way spectacular
Trust becomes as rare as silver or gold
While friendships become frosted and cold,
For the diehard peacemakers I'll say,
You won't be remembered in the futures day
It's the pot stirrers who leave their footprint
And carve into historybooks their dint
We live a life where they all have an agenda
Can't trust those who are sworn to be our defender
So we gotta educate ourselves don't just rely
On those who gain from if we follow and comply
It's about time we stand up and defy
Those who, our rights they do deny
24/03/2018
There comes a point after being hurt
You realize, the pain you can't avert
But it's time to let it go, however slow
Because they're not ready to grow
And you can't wait on them forever
When all ties they did sever
This whole mess, I just want to ameliorate
That perfect scene I want to recreate
These feelings of pain are endogenous
But even so, he is the premise
His parents have created a hegemony
My only hope is that it's left him feeling stony
Because his parents are a living aporia
Portray as so nice, yet tearing others down is their euphoria
Ameliorate - make something bad better
Endogenous - coming from internal
Hegemony - a dictatorship
Aporia - written contradiction
You realize, the pain you can't avert
But it's time to let it go, however slow
Because they're not ready to grow
And you can't wait on them forever
When all ties they did sever
This whole mess, I just want to ameliorate
That perfect scene I want to recreate
These feelings of pain are endogenous
But even so, he is the premise
His parents have created a hegemony
My only hope is that it's left him feeling stony
Because his parents are a living aporia
Portray as so nice, yet tearing others down is their euphoria
Ameliorate - make something bad better
Endogenous - coming from internal
Hegemony - a dictatorship
Aporia - written contradiction
Saturday, April 7, 2018
Not dated, but in an old diary
One step's been taken
Her heart is breakin
Nowhere to turn...
Except to burn.
Her past flashes by
Taunting her; making her sigh
'You've failed before..
We don't lie; wanna see more?'
'Enough! My past is my past.
When did you see me there last?!'
Her heart is breakin
Nowhere to turn...
Except to burn.
Her past flashes by
Taunting her; making her sigh
'You've failed before..
We don't lie; wanna see more?'
'Enough! My past is my past.
When did you see me there last?!'
5/10/2012
Grey cloud cover the horizon
Bringin hard times I'm surmisin
No matter bout their silver lining,
It's for a ray of sun I'm pining
They're coming fast and thick
Dropping their loads like brick
Will I shatter through the storm?
Or will I stand firm though torn?
I look abroad
And think of my Lord
Feel Him by my side,
Giving me a place to hide
'Oh my daughter,' said He
'Over there, don't you see?'
I looked toward the east
Now not afraid in the least
And through the storm
I saw the break of dawn
Bringin hard times I'm surmisin
No matter bout their silver lining,
It's for a ray of sun I'm pining
They're coming fast and thick
Dropping their loads like brick
Will I shatter through the storm?
Or will I stand firm though torn?
I look abroad
And think of my Lord
Feel Him by my side,
Giving me a place to hide
'Oh my daughter,' said He
'Over there, don't you see?'
I looked toward the east
Now not afraid in the least
And through the storm
I saw the break of dawn
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