Forget

We blindly stumble through the years, 
Collecting fears like souvenirs; 

Perhaps we've fallen out of touch, 
For life's too short to hurt this much. 

Sometimes, there's beauty in the pain; 
Sometimes, emotions act as chains. 

It's often better to forget,
Than bear the sorrow and regret. 

Survivor

It’s time to let go – it’s time you be forgiven
For building a life on surviving, not living
You’ll learn how to walk, one foot after the other
And be unafraid to reach out for another
There’s no use in looking back, dwelling in grief
So focus ahead, keep your strength up, and breathe
The world can be cruel – never fail to be kinder
And always remember, you are a survivor

Truth Kills

What was life before we’d broken?
Hearts intact and hope preserved,
Pain held close and fears unspoken,
Did we get what we deserved?

Lights grew dim as summer ended,
Winter came before the fall.
Shattered all, not to be mended,
Truth was told and lost it all.

Seizure

Lightning, thunder, strikes me down
Flailing, falling to the ground
Eyes are blind and ears can’t hear
Wonder if I’m really here
Feel my body disengage
Inside, locked down in a cage
Screaming, though no one can hear
Seconds: hours
And minutes: years

Eternal Sleep

TW – Suggestive themes of SI

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Drowning in a sea of sorrow
Wondering if I’ll see tomorrow
Doubting if it’s worth the try
Hope arises, still it dies
Loath to cause another pain
Worn from struggling, time again
Wishing for eternal sleep
And promises I needn‘t keep

Haunted

I walk this world
…haunted…
By the burden of my memories,
The weight of unrelenting grief,
And through scarce moments of reprieve,
I wonder…
What else my life could be.

Believe

Shine out a light for what is coming
That which you’ve left
Who you’re becoming
Don’t change your world for someone else
You have the power to trust yourself
The path ahead may wind and waver
Persistence works in your good favor
Though often life gives cause to grieve
There’s always light, if you believe

Gloom is just a Passing Thing

While staring down your darkest days,
When all seems lost, and purpose fades;
Search out the smallest hint of light,
That spark means you've still strength to fight.
For gloom is just a passing thing;
A visitor who sleeps within.
For just past discontent towards living,
You'll feel your grand purpose beginning. 

Choose

Choose to be fearless
Choose to be strong
Choose to do right
When others do wrong

Choose to be happy
Choose to take care
You may find your power has always been there

Choose to show love
Choose to spread peace
If troubles stay with you, then grant them release

Though your life may bring pain
With the storms you go through,
How you handle the rain
Is a choice up to you.

One Shot

Disclaimer – I wrote this poem for a writing prompt… I am not a murderer.

Mums and pansies hid a plot
Tucked back in the unnamed woods
Years ago, one fired a shot
And one’s blood spilt o’er stolen goods
The night was black and still as stone
The moonlight shone with blinding glare
The one still standing stood alone
And hid his sin in the earth there

Harnessed Souls

Yearning for peace, I lust for the night,
For moonlight is all that can make me feel whole;
In wake of the trauma and all of the plights
That shattered my essence with what this world stole.
Yet, when I look up and see all the stars
That shine on for eons long after they’re dead,
I think of the wonders of all that we are
As souls merely harnessed by what’s in our heads.

On Our Own

Dark as the shadows,
Dark as your dreams,
While your waking world never has been what it seems;
As the smile that you wear
Speaks to all being fine,
In a mind led by fear,
Things are much more unkind;
And though many may offer
An ear while you grieve,
That’s the time, I’ve found,
Many more people will leave;
As we are, mind and body,
And soul, flesh, and bone,
In the end, come what may, we all die on our own.

Mind’s Creations

In a land of devastation
We fall prey to mind’s creations,
Faded images grow sharper,
Regained memories grow darker;
Running scared from your own mind,
Hide from what you cannot find,
Try to break out of your head
To avoid the lingering dead.

Shadows

In the shadows I shall wait
for life’s misfourtunes to abate;
And if they never move along,
then to the shadows I’ll belong.

though shadows consume all that’s light,
and so I’m certain that I might
soon be met with a likely fate,
In darkness, I shall fade away.

Dissolve

I’m drowning and I don’t know why
        For all I wanted was to fly
Great heights above what’s left me scarred
        To be among the moon and stars
I’d ᶠˡᵒᵃᵗ along the Milky Way
        And far beyond, past yesterday
I’d diͥssoͦlvͮeͤ into space and time
        Leave no trace of my broken mind

The Best of Me

Tracing back the time
Staring at photos on a shelf
Remembering how I thought
I’d found true love
Instead, I lost myself
First granting access to my heart
For I was young and I was blind
You slowly stole all my resolve
And soon
I let you take my mind
Now here I stand
An empty shell
You still possess the best of me
Until what’s lost has been restored
How am I ever to be free?

Arise from Ashes

Arise now from the ashes
Soar on new wings from the flames
Ascend higher than desolation’s reach
Even as it calls your name;
Sky ahead, and sea below
Gliding onward to new heights
Some denounce your way of burning
Yet they lived not through the fight

When Humans Fall

what remains when humans fall?
the moon casts shadows on the hill

the barren trees left standing tall
are scorched from flames of man’s spurned will.

the sky grows dark and all that sounds
are scattered crows who sing the names

of those who perished trying to prove
that, blood for blood, we’re all the same.

Dreams of You

You speak to me in dreams
and it’s just as if you’re here;
I dread the act of waking,
for that’s when you disappear…
So what if it’s been years –
oh so long since you’ve been gone;
You never said goodbye,
so how am I to move on?
There’s no set time for grief,
There’s no threshold for pain,
I’ll just await the hour
when I dream of you again.

a different plan

A psyche spent from following rules
Heart frayed and bent from counting on fools
Drapes closed, doors shut, forever waiting
On a higher power to do the delegating
An hourglass filters its last grain of sand
Turn it over, breathe, form a different plan