Posts Tagged ‘dipressive’

Hazey  glazed optics

Electrified tingling nerves

Mental mist Clouding judgement

Depressive pain pushing down

Step by step muscles scream

Sinues shredded beyond repair

Medical endused palitive being 

Shopping done kids at play

Weapons drawn on a sunny day

Onwards and upwards the battle cry

Smile on my face song in my heart

This pain is defeated till morning light

Determined and willful onward strides

Warrior not victim the lion inside

Break down the walls flood the area with light

Don’t be disparaged get up and fight

Trundling across the tracks,clickity clack

Destination end of the line

Wind howls rain batters down

The sea is wild throwing the Forth asunder

Crashing and cascading through the mighty girders

White horses batter the line

The journey ends at the ferry

Delay till calm returns once more

The chill shatters the core of all

Soaked too the core complete

Dreak and damp sullen gray

The matted form of everything

No sunlight or rays of hope 

Huddled safe on this dipressive state

Awaiting the releif that light does bring

The journey of life is a stormy afair

Head held high
Eyes looking forward
Striding through life
Clearing all hurdles
Breaking down walls
Battling foes
Bannishing darkness where ever it grows
The guiding light and warrior brave
The meek and mild servant
Who journey along
This is not bravery
Only the fight
That burns deep inside me
Producing the power of right
Through Turmoils and pains
Growing ever stronger
Live in the shadows no way any longer
These choices are hard
But critical to all for we are survivors
That battle away
For fairer and brighter days for all

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Thoughtless it seems
Disenchanted with life
Negative balance on thoughts saved
Hollow and void of mechanics
The case sullen gray and lifeless
Opake windows misty and vague
Form limp lays slumped in place

They know not the battles
No one sees the waring factions
Dark mirky mists cloud all around
Outsiders laugh and point
Tattling about thier opinions
Louder and louder
Spreading thier bile and septic thoughts
No one stops to think
Nor reassurances hand laid down
Where is the conform and splice

Reality and passions
Tumble and roll
Punch after punch thrown
Screams and moans the only sound
Never heard or seen
Scars internal mount up
External preasures build
Family,tasks,work and self
Plummet by the wayside
Blame firmly placed on self

Where is the solitude
The freedom of civility
And joy of normalities pleasure
Who stole our smile
The light from our eyes
And hope from our dreams
The sun does it shine
Has the world been thrown into darkness
Or is it just me
Pass me the light
Send the lifeline of peace
No longer can we select the path
Choice has fled our sanity

We the warriors
Don’t fear the dark
But strive Dailly for light and peace
The civilised routes and pleasures
So no one has to suffer our pain alone
Support and comfort
Are our swords gilten edges
Our armour is our safety zone
We ware it with pride
Because of necessity and preservation
The wars victory will be ours
No matter the time or sacrafices

Cold envelopes me
The dark Shrouds my form
Emotions disapear
Eyes transperant and vague
Skin clamy and cool to touch
Without relief panic takes control
Curled in my fetal position
Comforts dispelled
Friends and family evade my space
Loneliness grasps my shoulders
As if to mock me
Deeper and deeper it pulls my soul
Longer and Longer it persist
Finally it has me
Where ever here is

Like the mighty Oak
With presision is felled
Stroke after stroke
The lumber jack wields
Crashing too the floor
With a creek and a moan
Loud crash and wail
As debris is strewn
Shards are tossed asunder
Other limbs and structures
Are spattered

Hoisted high
By hoist and crane
Manual labour’s  swet and strain
Hacking and sawing
Tendrils and branches hacked
Dragged away by chains off steel
Congragated on trailers long
Driven too mills to be whittled down
Turned into planks and chairs
For civilisation to use and defile more

Seeds were scattered
During the fall
Dna of strength and age
Sown in the wind
Scars of defilement abound
Seen from space aswell as ground
New life sprouts slow but true
In Virginia soil unspoilt
Out of view
Humanity tares it down
Without sadness or a frown
Thier needs are many
Unbound and sireal
How must mother nature feel

Time and nature
Nurture all
New stocks and growth
Will strongly yield
Father time and Mother earth
Will heal the scars
Machines do wield
Humanity and it’s disfigurations
Will be paid for by all countries and nations
By wind,rain and continental shifts
Volcanic flows and temperature rifts
These gifts are aplenty
A warning too all
Reminding humanity one and all

We sit.
Waiting for something
What we do not know
Lounging staring
Interspacialy drunk
Mesmerised and lathargic
The concept of motion
Devoid and unwanted

Robitic tracks
Leading to and frow
The fridge and cooker
Control our soul
No visitors come
Family abscond
Day light impaired by darker ways
Still we sit and wait

Pounds leap on
Spread around us
Monitary stores depleted
Our soul wains
Self destruct on cource
Sinking deeper
Comfort unknown
Mental prowess destructed

Gibbering and rambling
Uncoherant and quiet
Eyes like saucers
Blood shot and gray
Society passes us by
Unaware or caring
Existence obliterated from space
Rubbish piles grow
Self esteem burnt too the ground
Pain no longer felt
Confidance trapped behind glass
Only watching us die

Why do we wain
What allows us to profain
What consiquences will preveil
Where was the gilt edge prize
Selected to change our lives
Why no support
From these that we loved
Cherrished no more
By those that we served
Dispare and gutter lust
Our confidaunts
Homeless ,shambolic,shunned
What is the reason
For destruction of us

Darkness I hate you
You haunt me
Stealing my light
And every shade of my day
Dragging me down
Making me frown
Swirled through my dream state
Sleeping with eyes wide
Trembling with fear
Look like a zombie
Sallow and gray
Depressions indemnabilities
Spaced and distressed
Gone is my ego,confidance and more
Shunned by my family
Pushed into the unknown
Left to flail around
On the baronest of ground
Here is my fight
And dreams of the light
Hope limp and listing
Still hanging around
Praise to the gods
For releaf from my pains
But most of all understanding
By the societies hoards

The physical attacks
Leave visual scars and marks
That heal and disappear
They mentally scar
Even those disapate
Verbal and mental abusiveness
Sythe to the core
Etched forever on the cyrable cortex
Darkening life and causing strife
Attacked by those ment to protect
Aswell as the idiots scared out of wits
Which is harder to accept
The closeness of wolves in sheep’s clothing
With no end in sight
This is the tasks thrust upon victims
Day in and day out for time in memorial

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Longing and dreams
Filling my head
Skimming the waters of life
Thinly  sandwiched
Between the depth of dispare
And the darkness of the unknown
No vein of light
To shatter the Dark foreboding
Spread out before me
Trapped deep
Grasped tightly by fears
Two steps forward
Fifty back
This mountain so high
Clambering for the light