Mind Of A Willing Slave (Poem)

In the age of the internet were still blind to the many things around us I almost thought I seen and heard it all

Only to slowly join a group that gave me hope and actually saved me from my fall as life tore me apart time and time again

Life got better with it and my soul began to shine one more again as if the feelings of dying were all fading and life was brought back

Slowly like an onion their past came to the surface and the disgust of truth they try to hide from others

But only I knew the truth that hid behind their fake plastered smiles. While everyone walks around like brainless zombies I was the only one who had sense left

And while they tried to make me seem crazy I realized they were all far gone from reality

Within my mind the alarms were going off but in my heart I wanted to stay.

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Cold Anger (Poem)

Within the dark night sky’s cold lies the feeling of anger trapped within a block of ice hot enough to melt it

A life full of disappointments lies and burnt bridges finally took its toll

The world who laughed at a soul who just wanted to live finally took the breath that was their last only to breathe in flames of pure hatred

Only seen as crazy locked up only to be left alone with the insanity that makes the blood within them boil

Even through this dying world filling with ice the anger within that soul still strong and pungent in the air.

Change Around (Poem)

Time changes everyone and sometimes not for the best and even though who’s time stood still the environment around them begins to change into a different land scape slowly falling apart due to neglect or lack of acknowledgement

In this ever changing world we have been close to war experienced war or even witness the self destruction of ourselves or our world

At night I sometimes gaze up at the night sky and wonder if there’s heaven or some different world we don’t know about

In the sky stars don’t exist but dreams and hopes that many people wish for some busting and dying like a black hole or some who come true like the brightest of lights

Far beyond the horizon the burning red sun begins to rise drawing attention to the spiritual world that which we can’t see in our own lives constantly

In our madness we can do nothing but believe in the deity we all put our faith and trust in

Or at least believe in that clear blue sky that there’s hope this world can be saved by love one way or another

Change comes and sometimes not always for the bad or good.

Personal Darkness (Poem)

It seems that i’m seen as crazy just because I have issues trying to fit into society even though I’m trying to keep up a façade just to hope no one questions the constant sadness I feel as I have nothing but gray and black skies with no light that goes through them

I brush on the plants dead and yet almost still alive they react to nothing they judge not and they have nothing bad to say about me

I lay on my pillow filled with tears and look at the walls that have watched years of sadness in an almost perfect show with no one around to hear or see

Can anyone hear me call

Did anyone hear me cry

Was anyone here at all to help

No and through the pain I stood my ground against it all

My personal darkness the fantasy and reality of my life lets not meet again.

Regeneration (Poem)

Like a tree I was cut down and my braches and leaves were all taken from me leaving me bare and alone

My arms could stretch still but my heart and breath were stunted leaving me disabled of oxygen that we all need to live

I was slowly dying for the pain within my body even a simple stretch from my legs turned into a sensation of my brain literally burning with pain

My eyes could do nothing but close and cry while the rain fell on me giving me nothing but a cold wetness

And while everyone was busy I was became a soul that stands in the corner and just watches no one asked if I was okay or wanted to help me

Slowly I was beginning to die from my injuries but my soul found its way to the universe only to come back.

Pushing through the pain I stretch I chant and I meditate I let it all out

I began to fix my body and my body began to thank me with such wonderful air that filled my lungs with life

My leaves grew back I was reconnected to my roots and my braches grew back stronger than ever

Even today my braches still work to make themselves stronger than yesterday

And one step forward I still take with the knowledge I gained I share

And with the love I hold I try to project into this cruel world

With no regeneration.

Seoul In Flight And Body In Freedom (Poem)

In the morning’s sun rise I look to the clear sky changing from pink and yellow to a beautiful clear blue

I run and bend through this sidewalk of life with eyes open wide to the illusion of this world we live in

Powers beyond the understanding of many people fill my body giving me the energy to keep going

With my soul in desire of freedom I feel like io can fly far above the clouds

And my body although heavy is able to bend twist and form to what I need

I learned to live and learned to let go I turn my face against the sun and towards the wind letting the energy of life enter me

People came and people went some closer than others

And some who I miss dearly and still hold in my heart

But i’m still alive with a seoul in flight.

Dying New Life (Poem)

How long can an act go on before others realize that there’s something wrong with you

I lost the energy to keep on the act knowing that i’m tired and sore from it all

I feel like a flower that begins to die after the colder seasons begin to come and i start to slowly loose my petals and the butterflies and bees leave or die off

I try to draw a master piece of my life only to later have it turn into a mess

I wait for you and wish you could just hold my hand and we both can finally fall in love

Alone i stand in a forest of misery with no one here to help at all
i still see the sun shining above me and the warmth makes me feel a bit better

With enough strength i begin to stand and face the new day and new life.

Inspired By The Song “你不是我” By Ailing Tai