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Beauty of Life

Life is never easy,
You knew that from the Start
But don't let that dissuade you
Or even break your heart.

Bad times will impede you
And sometimes you get down,
They'll try to take you over
But you'll always cope somehow.

You decide your future,
You can set your course.
Just choose your destination,
Get rid of all remorse.

Don't dwell on the "tomorrows"
Or the pain that's in your past.
You're strong and you are thoughtful,
So go and show the mass!

Yes their will be heartache,
Grief and dripping eyes
But you yourself can dry them,
So gently brush aside.

Life was meant for living,
Thiers beauty in that thought.
So stop and take a moment 
And take in all it's taught.

When you see thing's clearly,
When all I s said and done.
You will see the beauty
And gaze up at the sun.

Sometimes you may falter,
Decide you've done your best
But don't give up my darling,
It's merely just a test.

These people who do love you,
Shall and always will
But to love yourself regardless,
Takes a lot of will.

I know your surely able,
For you are like a star,
You shine within the darkness
And that's just who you are!

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A Tormented Soul

What’s this heavy weight? If I could see it, 
I would launch it from my chest.
Do I not deserve a reason for cradling such a thing?
Do my shallow breaths not catch your attention?
When my arms begin to slacken, 
Could you not offer a deterrent?
Do you observe me with a biased gaze?
A wry smile at your lips, for the final heave.
Tell me why I suffer, you created me, 
I can not fufill a purpose that eludes me.
How many years? Can you not give me that?
Am I to stay subjugated?
When my arms begin to crumble, 
Will you ready a noose in their stead?
And when that begins to splinter and break, 
Will my heart be next?
Do you think it fit to anchor it to my soul,
When all else fails?
Can I get a reaction from you? 
Or do my words fall flat at your feet…
Would you strike out at them to knock the wind from me?
Is that what I just felt?
Why is my load so heavy and unyielding,
When people around me breathe so freely.
Am I to balance the weight of the world?
Joy- I understand the concept, 
But is that all I paid you for? 
Can I not sample it, or would you cut out my tongue 
And leave only the metallic taste for me to savour?
Still… You say nothing.
Well enough of your silence, now it is I who am bored.
Watch, as I free your claim of me.
If I die, I’m blessed to be rid of all.
Can you feel the strings go taught under my grasp?
Can you feel the chaos, soon to be a promise.
No longer will I let my questions be unrewarding
I gave you faith and carried your burden,
Now have it back.

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My Alien Self

Oh weak and painful feelings,
My torn and useless shell.
My barrier, my prison,
Has left me by myself.

I’m in need of someone stronger,
A being full of goals.
Come and be my leader,
It’s an easy vacant role.

All you see before you,
All I have to give.
Is a spacious empty vessel,
You alone can fill.

Come and overwhelm me,
Allow me but to feel.
Allow me just a taster,
And you’ve got yourself a deal.

Take charge of all my choices,
Command my limbs to move.
I will do your bidding,
You have nothing left to prove.

Let me be your miracle,
You’ve got a second chance.
I’ll answer all your questions,
If you take me as I am.

All I want is freedom,
From a life that’s full of dread.
I was never meant to be here,
You take my place instead.

Don’t let me live in hunger,
My forbidden fruit untouched.
The snake in me is rearing,
It’s longing is too much…

I no longer wish to stay here,
I feel I’ve lost my mind.
Please be my replacement,
And leave me to my kind.

My kind is in the heavens,
Somewhere deep in space.
I know I’ll find my purpose,
I know I’ll find my place.

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Personal Demon

Prowling the darkest terrain of my mind,
He hunts for an aperture to govern me.
He wants only to cause turmoil and suffering,
My own personal Demon...

His talons sink in deeper,
Forewarning that he does not wait.
My hands begin to judder, 
Uncertain who will reign.
His voice is stern yet charming,
His dominance veiled with words.
He seeks for my succumbing,
To whims of pain and hurt.
Breaths are now restricting... 
The twinge begins to surge,
My Demon hears my pleading
And longs to make it worse.
My legs are now convulsing,
The tears, they streak my cheeks.
My demon coils with passion,
And falls down to his feet.
The swell of his emotion,
Begins to make him ache.
Longing for that moment,
To try and take my place.
While he’s lying joyous,
Acquiescent to his fate,
I propel my mental barrier,
And lock it into place.  
His reply is but a whisper,
Now locked behind the gate.
He’s merely waiting patiently,
To try again some day…

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The Hand I Dealt

Life is just a game to me,
I never stood a chance.
The rules were just suggestion,
To play me while I danced…

To dance around in circles,
Chasing what was hope.
Enough to feed allusion
Enough to keep afloat.

And when my hand was strongest,
When odds were at their best.
My cards had left me nothing,
Now I sit and bare the jest.

Games were always changing,
The rules were never set.
The bluff, almost convincing
As I double-up my bet.

It seems luck is against me,
Fate with her to boot.
They weren’t content with winning,
So they robbed of my youth.

Lonely chips are waiting,
Soon I’ll be all out.
I think myself, a victim
But I always kept a count. 

Always taking chances,
I swam against the tides.
The players seemed to notice,
So familiar with my lies. 

I didn’t seek to hide it,
Or disguise my lack of faith.
I wouldn’t bother cheating,
Nor try to plead my case.

I gambled all my savings,
My feelings and my past.
Remorse was just a bonus,
One I finally lost at last.

When I reached my limit,
The end of my last bout.
No one bothered turning,
Or rose to see me out…

I refused to waste a moment,
Nor stop to breathe the air.
My tired legs were moving,
But to where? I didn't care.

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Dream Kept

Alas I fear, we part again.
Time won’t still, for you my friend.
Tender thoughts, refuse to help.
Scars we bare, in dreams are felt.

Time does pass, how long or when?
To meet, to see, to hold you then.
Distance is a hateful fact.
Cruel enough, to force this act.

But do not weep, for when I leave,
Our next encounter bittersweet.
Lonely feelings hold no use,
Cast aside its awful truths.

To miss, to grieve, your company pass.
Clog’s the soul, a dirty task.
Happy hope our best disguise,
Relinquish when I next arrive.

I’ll seek you out, unconscious mind.
Hold you there, a treasured find.
My biggest demon, shows no care,
Your absence long, I have to bear.

Hunger deepens, Starts to gnaw.
Forbidden touch, wanting more…
The holes you leave, your presence gone,
Kills emotions one by one.

Come to me, remove this loss,
Misguided will, to big a cost.
It dissipates in single touch,
Kiss me now, it hurts too much.

The darkness thick, it’s moving in…
It seeps down deep, on frosty skin.
Time is lost, no measure left.
Come to me in my bereft.

Sleepy movements, tough to see,
Next one leaves, an arm on me.
Mewling noises, I am robbed,
Rouse me into wakeful sob’s.

Strong arms grip, their hold is tight.
Sheltered from my sudden plight.
Lover’s whispers, soothing touch.
Understanding starts to rush…

Never had, you left my side,
But in slumber, soul still cries.
My love for you, is so intense,
My mind revolts and looses sense.

I fear it will, forever more.
Imbedded deep, my centre core.
Cope I can, in times like these,
If when I wake, it’s you it sees.

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Waters End

I stood down by the ocean,
The tide broke at my feet.
She summons me to enter,
So the two of us may meet.

I start to go in deeper,
Caressed at every turn.
She lifts the weight of worry,
And takes away concerns.

The frosty bite of nightfall,
Trails goose bumps on my skin.
Distracts me from the present,
As the waves except me in.

Submerged and taken over,
A light that shines within.
I stare out in the bleakness,
Yet I feel as though were kin. 

Oh peaceful, haunting feeling,
Allow me to consume.
I take that…given freely,
Release me from my doom.

Fear does not have presence,
I left it on the shore.
Without a willing body,
It’s nothing at its core.

She carries me with caution,
Out into the deep.
Senses my belonging,
I thought I heard her weep.

Light begins to filter,
The breaking of the dawn.
I float to the horizon,
Where the heat will keep me warm.

A tender, loving feeling
As my eyes begin to close…
She went and kept her promise,
I met her, in her home.

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The Step Above

I found out on the step above,
The death of him, my only love.
My body froze on current path,
A wedding we were short to have.

At such a loss, my mind did leave,
And now I find, I cannot grieve.
For all is gone and left my hands,
Like fingers grasping tiny sand.

No purchase on this lonely step,
High and dry, yet soaking wet.
Rain will spill, in glossy form,
Yet stay I will until the dawn.

A puddle sits round sodden feet,
Warmth and care is all I seek.
Clouds did morph to tiny stars,
Yet rain it does throughout the dark.

Bitter frost starts creeping in,
The wind alone she cannot win,
For stand I do, on stony perch,
Despite the Gail of hidden mirth.

The day I woke from haunted sleep,
My step had sunken 10 foot deep.
Time had passed and left me weak,
Wrinkles now are all I keep.

I found myself amid the earth,
Egger now to keep me there.
Weathered face with silver hair,
Few more years then nearly there…

The day I passed I finally wept,
And found my love upon my step.
There he’d been forever more,
Tears he cried whatever for!?

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Devious Deception

No longer heavy, 
wind Swept. 
High I soar...

Beauty in the clouds,
Soul swept.
High I soar...

Everything I miss,
Hurt swept.
High hurts more...

Love left, Cost kept.
Heart swept,
High hurts more…

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Insidious Poison

Subtle you are and cunning in skill,
Bleed me through words, you long to instil.
History lies, for once you were kind,
Lover of mine, was it I who were blind?

You played me like child, lost in my youth.
Longing to please, to think it were truth.
Taste that was sweet and egger for more,
Is suddenly bitter in poisonous gall.

Help me in need and hold me in grief,
All of these things you did with belief.
A flair for the word, a knowing to speak,
To turn me about, while leaving me weak.

Fool that I am, I bought the charade,
Look at me now, for this you have made.
Sodden if angst, bitter in spite,
My vision is clear, as well as my sight.

Beastly you are, in hideous form,
The beauty you held, insidious scorn,
Poison you are, ultimate death.
It rots and it spreads till nothing is left.

Time that we spent, oblivious tears,
Squandered and spent insidious years…