Angry

I’m not angry, obviously
Just frustrated with whatever
But People can surprise you
I’m waiting to be surprised,
Why only speak to criticise
And have deaf ears for response
Walking away thinking you’ve won
As always,
But unhappiness creeps into guilt
And nastiness becomes as visible
As a shroud
Making isolation the only end
To a dismal finish,
Is fear of communication cowardly
When it leads to downfall of others
In a herded environment,
Or is it a smart self preservation
Where silence means survival,
I rather speak a sensible tone
And seek out the truth of a lost soul in front of me,
Are they acting differently
To their true self,
Only honestly, verbal action
And rebellion against a generation hex
Can set you free.

Understand Me

Drowning in contempt
Sinking in a flood
Where the only saviour
Is to be just understood

As we voice our trouble
Others slowly nod in disguise
Where the reality truly shows
In the rolling of their eyes

Its feels such a wonder
When someone understands
I want to smile with them always
And hold them by the hand.

Fight to be positive
And fit your own glove
Or self will start to dwindle
Leaving no chance of love

We’ll reflect in thirty years
Of memories we’ve forgot
The laughter and the love
Before the brain started to rot

Speak of discontent
Faced with a simplistic hush
When replied with a toxic tone
The Soul starts to crush.

Don’t just want to be heard
I want to be understood together
And share a mutual binding
That brings love and hope forever.

Black sheep

One day I will say
To the very day
When I fell
Into dillusional hell

I was eight
When I started to hate
And resent
The gift I was sent

Checking my life
Hiding a knife
So I wouldn’t cause harm
By cutting my arm

Just my own reality
Inside OCD
Making me feel
Safety’s not real

Thinking I’m magic
Not a sad tragic
Whose lost his will
And mentally ill

Finally in time
I worked out my mind
Was controlled by the devil
Who finially revealed

Don’t look back

This work is starting to feel Jaded
Beginning to Feel like rambling
Enthusiasm has slowly faded
Write anything like I’m gambling

My mind confuses like a swarm
I Want to curl up in a cave
Light a fire to stay warm
Be cradled in the arms of babes

I feel I’ve been misread
That my heart is slightly tainted
Because my mind tells the story
Of the words my hand has painted

My verse became my heart
And inspiration made it dance
It wrote in complex forms of love
A tragic hooker of romance

My focus took a different path
Of an outlet or relief
For the guilt and shame I felt
Through times of mental grief

It took a sort of troubled shape
Transformed from light to dark
The reality is quite reversed
I’m a devoted romantic at heart.

Get Back

Look forward
As the past will haunt you
If you turn around
The shadows will taunt you

Dont surrender
The Devil will flaunt you
Dont believe
That noone will want you

If you were a ghost
People would see through
Your unique personality
Cold would be the only clue

Live with acceptance
Any thought can be tolerated
Step out of the dark
Life is underrated

Body language

I think I’m alone
Even when gathered in a herd
I’m afraid my spirit has flown
I never hear a word

Even though I speak
My voice doesn’t leave
And the cries for help
Evaporate when I breathe

I crave for any attention
A positive or negative poke
Just someone to react
To pretend as if I spoke

Not looking for a fake smile
Or for a touch of a hand
Just a genuine shoulder
I hope you understand.

Notebook

I have writers block
It happens time to time
Its makes me watch the clock
And stress of a new rhyme

My mind becomes obsessive
Causing a lot of friction
I have to take steps back
Or it leads to an addiction

I write a hidden meaning
In every single word
But my verses make no sense
And the message becomes blurred

I try too hard to produce
A written piece of magic
Starting with upbeat
And ending with something tragic

Then I remembered my motives
I write only to find peace
A way to sort my thoughts
A chance for me to release

Without words I surpress
And it leaves me with no fight
So I continue to express
My emotions as I write

Set Free

Save myself by creating heartbreak
Ending affection for ending sake
Not personal, a quick draw decision
Wouldn’t of lasted, said my premonition
Of a close soul breaking my heart
To escape I quickly force it apart
Convinced my dark vision is true
Before it’s me I’ll end it with you
Romance is dead but the pain lives
Couldn’t control the doubt love gives,
living life with stop and starts
Short lived dates and broken hearts

The one set loose will find a match
To with feelings, there is no catch
No pits of empty days or sorrow
No happy one day, down tomorrow
By then the jealously creeps to bite
Thinking about them close at night
With an anxious mind it’s hard to confide
The insecurity locked inside

Can’t commit to time or to lust
Defences are high in the aspect of trust
Testing to see who will try and return
Loneliness the only lesson to learn
Always looking for that one salvation
Who saves me from my false self-preservation.

Imagine

Just imagine
What a little encouragement would do,
Change someone’s life,
From give up
To see it through

Easiest thing in the world
To slander and slate,
But all you will receive back,
Is zero respect
And hate

Even if that person
Is making you mad or frustrated,
Just Encourage and praise
Act like your elated

No good can come
From shouts and name calling,
Its bullying and calculating
To kick a soul when its falling

For a person
It’s a form of torture
To sit through personal torment,
Even if the delivery
Is harsher than it’s meant.

Any negative turned to positive
Alters a minds choices,
A window to think for themselves
Not listen to irrational voices.

If someone has a critical opinion
Its definitely not true,
It comes from a cold heart
Where its easier to be cruel

Encourage absolutely and always
Criticism cuts like a knife,
It’s the best way to act
It will change someone’s life.