The Storm

Thunderstorms

pouring down

as tear drops.

Tears of pain,

of sorrow,

drops falling

relief is

pouring down.

Boom!

Loud thunder

shakes the soul.

Flash!

Lightening streaks

cut the sky.

Powerful.

Energy.

Threatening.

The drops fall,

thunder booms,

the soul split.

Empty!

The Simplicity

The Simplicity,

the life,

beauty in little things.

What is seen by one is passed by another.

A small nick in a piece of wood,

an old rusty lock on a hinge.

The simplicity of life is the beauty.

So often passed by

looked at as ugly, old, deformed,

yet beauty is seen.

Through the eyes little things,

little pieces now seen as art and creativity.

It is the simple and little things making a difference.

The single bee on a flower,

a screw that keeps a marvelous bridge standing,

a hug coming from a friend.

It’s the little things that make a difference.

The simplicity in the world around,

the beauty in the outcasts and the different.

It is the little things.

Seperated

Lost, alone.

Where is that love? The Joy?

I am a mere piece of dust lost in the world.

Am I alone?

Am I too different to be understood?

Alone, there is nothing, no one,

I am alone.

I feel separated, lost without love.

Is there true love? Happiness? Joy?

Is there any acceptance?

I am lost and alone, a piece of dust surrounded,

surrounded by other dust.

I have so many around me but I do not fit in, I am not equal.

Lost and alone I am.

This Place

Regret sets in, will you always fall back?

No! Don’t go back to this place,

a place of abuse where love feels real.

You always change yourself here,

where are you safe and free?

In this place you lie,

you take their love so that you can feel again.

Unreal happiness is upon you.

Every day you look back, you know it is all a lie.

To feel happy even for a moment even if it is fake,

you feel again.

May the fake love be better than the real?

Open Your Eyes

Open your eyes to a world full of color.

You wish to see a world full of smiles, of hugs and kisses.

Open your eyes.

Open your eyes to the truth a world without color,

blacks, greys and white.

Open your eyes.

Open your eyes life is no fairytale, there may be no happy ending.

Look around, see no color.

Open your eyes.

Open your eyes to the light bright in the sky,

light not hitting the world.

Open your eyes.

Open your eyes to the cold, no warmth,

a cold so deep you feel it in your soul.

Open your eyes.

Open your eyes and see a world without color,

white, grey and black.

Open your eyes.

New Day

As the sun rises we welcome a new day,

a day that has already begun.

The sun was seen before,

by those far away.

The sun awoke them first,

welcoming them to a new day.

A day full of laughter, joy, goodness.

Some welcomed differently,

they awake to the sun, a new morning,

to a day filled with pain, sorrow and strife.

The sun brings the new day.

But you, you choose how to live it.

The choice is yours,

will you be happy or sad?

Will you be grumpy or joyful?

Will you find your day filled with laughter,

or will you find every horrible thing you can?

The sun welcomes a new day,

but you choose who you will do with that new day.

Never

You have killed me.

Cut me open like a hunted animal

tore out my heart for yourself to keep.

Sliced my soul into a million pieces,

is my soul yours to eat like a piece of meat?

You act like I am only yours,

keeping me to yourself, a treasured jewel.

Can you not share?

Be a child in school, share so others can have some too.

I am not yours,

I am my own.

Not nourishment to keep you alive.

Let me go.

Be my own.

Never,

will I be your precious jewel.

Never,

will I play this game, where only one wins and it is always you.

Learn to life like an animal without enough food,

needing more than one kill to live through the day.

Find another prey.