I slipped through reality,
In a threadbare dreamscape, stitched with denial.
Just when I thought,
I was over it
It came back to haunt
to show me how I cannot escape if my mind doesn't
They say faded memories don't taunt you.
But when they do
I leave everything behind
Even my conscience to-
Run away to hide
in the corners of my own faded
memories.
Just when it felt like home,
With all the secure moments
It was shattered down witha subtle-
Almost subconscious blow and just like that-
It was taken away from me.
The smell of regret grew more heated
As my despising of this reality grew tangled with my will to live
I decided to not go back
But all I did was escape to my own created reality.
But my reality collided with the ruins of my made up-
Memories.
Now?
There's a war going in my head.
Now, where do I run to?
Introverted
I keep my thoughts locked away.
No one can touch them.
They are mine only. I take no
Risk in sharing with
Others my
Very personal feelings. I do not wish
Every one to know me and take no joy in
Revealing myself to
Those who
Expect to understand my personal
Demons and dilemmas.
THAT WAS THEN, THIS IS NOW
One could share what a heart would allow
Back then, when woke was not a real word
Without ever a need for it to be defended
Things that were genuine personal feelings
But nowadays, law has become corrupted
And social exchanges regularly disrupted
Now it’s a monitoring of private dealings
Even when any offence was not intended
Social norms have become quite absurd
But it is a fact, that was then, this is now
All needs are ultimatly fueled like vapor
And all the worries in this instant fade.
So as long as I have my pen and paper,
I may assure my feelings are portrayed.
mask to mask
hidden from view
our deepest thoughts
personal feelings
mask to mask
we interact
longing to be seen
fearing to be found
mask to mask
we are hiding
we are selective
we are insecure
mask to mask
our actions
our values
our destiny
Edward Ebbs - March 14, 2019
a true legend with spoken words
the world’s oldest reigning monarch
rarely gives interviews
personal feelings not know
her beliefs fundamental importance
well known for her dry witticism
habits were parodied by media
know not to be a teetotaller
wants to see her kingdom live forever
hypocrisy lessened and faded
the future British world is hers
truth her glory, riches, and honours
reign acquired but never regretted
Love
the benevolent affection of God for His creatures,
the reverent affection due from creatures to God
sharing and caring for others
sharing laughter and tears
the result of appreciating another's goodness.
a powerful neurological condition
a blind and unconditional feeling
a physical touch
a survival tool
a life's greatest blessing.
a strong feeling of affection.
a great interest and pleasure
a strong feeling of affection and sexual attraction
a desire for shared activities and pursuits
a warm personal attachment and desire
a great interest and pleasure
a mechanism evolved to promote long-term relationships
a wish to offer pleasure and satisfaction to another
an appropriate level of sharing of possessions
a romantic desire for another individual
an intensely amorous incident
affectionate concern for the well-being of others
a profoundly tender and passionate affection
an ongoing, honest exchange of personal feelings
a predilection, enthusiasm and a strong liking
Love is unconditional and makes you feel good on the inside
Only a man would understand
these struggles and pain
and yet not cry
Working a job you hate
trying to redirect all hate
knuckles sore and bruished
Trying to handle responsibility
and being a lover
a father
A work day doesn't end
each moment a constant fight
another struggle
but can't afford to shed a tear
Nor reflect upon the hurt
shaking it off
people are depending upon you
setting personal feelings aside
Being a superman who bleeds
cut and injured from life
battered and belittled
A paycheck doesn't equal to this pain
being forced to suck it up
and deal with it
holding back the tears
Some run smoothly
Up her neck to play
The most wonderful
Sounding notes of joy
While others struggle
With their dexterity
And memory as the
Notes come few and
So far between
Yet, the struggling
Artist who lives for
The pleasure of her
And personal feelings
Will always play
Melodically, as the heart
Desires effort and
Improvement
Thereby allowing
Her lover
To always be
The absolute best.
Therefore it is not
The sounds resonating
From the amp
But it is the music
Resonating from
The heart that
One should listen for.
Love is not just a saying, it's an expression
An expression of passion and desires
Unforgettable moments, thoughts, and dreams
Love is all five senses of touch, taste, smell, hearing, and seeing
at there highest points of imagination
Love is morning dew on a blooming spring garden
it's nature at it's best
Love slows the hands of time
it siezes seconds, minutes, and hours.
Love grabs the truth and holds on
Love is contrary to personal feelings
Love is what you make it
Some run smoothly
Up her neck to play
The most wonderful
Sounding notes of joy
While others struggle
With their dexterity
And memory as the
Notes come few and
So far between
Yet, the struggling
Artist who lives for
The pleasure of her
And personal feelings
Will always play
Melodically, as the heart
Desires effort and
Improvement
Thereby allowing
Her lover
To always be
The absolute best.
Therefore it is not
The sounds resonating
From the amp
But it is the music
Resonating from
The heart that
One should listen for.
Hello Mommy
I'm growing inside of you
I wish you could see
my little hands
my little feet..... developing
I can hear your voice
It sounds troubled
Strange noises come from you
Is it the sound of tears
Shouldn't you be happy
I'm growing inside of you
Something is wrong
What are they doing to me
I'm growing inside of you
I have a right to live
Note: My personal feelings on abortion.
My Queen
My mind was weighed down by ignorance and the fear of the unknown.
I suffered from lack of knowledge and experience; the only
opinion that mattered was my own.
I have learned that that compromise is not as hard as it seems.
You must be willing to put your personal feelings aside
and listen; separate reality from dreams.
I realized that you couldn’t tell how someone feels based solely
on a person’s body language or facial expression.
Their feelings may be hidden, a false first impression.
I used to think that life would be simple if I remained alone,
I only had to deal with only one set of emotions “My Own”.
Now I understand that emotions may be expressed even though
the feelings may not be mutual.
Dealing with change makes a relationship successful.
My pride kept me from acknowledging my own weaknesses;
I was accustomed to dealing with life on my own.
The truth is, I was looking for you, the Queen to my thrown.
-Theo Nelson-
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