"Zero Hour Past"

 

10...

Lost amongst the world...

A single soul wanders...

One along with the many unknown

Kept silent by fear

Tears are hidden within the lines, “I'm okay...”

The mind slips...

Forgetting to allow the sunlight in

Confusion should not be a life sentence

The senses fight

Until they numb...

9...

Cast out from that tender embrace

Hope falls like dew upon the grass

Barely clinging on

It's strange how quickly emotions turn

Where does the responsibility of understanding lie?

The torment of illusion

To be hurt and broken

Old scars bleed

Faith breaks...

8...

Band from the safety of home

The bright stars above seem to be the only thing to pierce through the pitch-black darkness

As words fail..

Abandonment calls

A false sense of being embraces

All those things best left untouched

But the soul cannot help itself

To reach out...

7...

Blame is a hazed recall

To that exact point and time

When yesterday was suppose to be the better day

And tomorrow was a promise made

Until these moments...

Tears glisten upon the moonlight

Shadows of the sleeping world bear silent witness

6...

Hands reach...

This conclusion almost complete

Breath runs cold

As consequences wonder...

The early hours of the morning stare down the countdown

Maybe one day an understanding could have been reached

5...

All that once was known

Has shattered the being to the core...

Reality is not this

Even though every moment is now...

The final fight was the greatest battle never won...

4...

Soundless fear passes

Whispered pieces of prayer

All now fleeting

Conviction is complete

3..

Tears pour out

Fingers hold

Eyes close

2...

This irrevocable task cannot be undone...

While growing pools of red life ink stain the ground...

1..

Zero hour has come to pass...

© 2020

"Mirrored Fragments"

 

There are those times...

In moments...

We all fight that war

Our thoughts against everything else

The heart holds out

Each beat keeps the feet marching forward

But the mind secretly knows...

And the senses just don't seem to want to let go...

How do we weigh out what is right?

And what is easy?

For the actions taken against us have become too much

Numbers have stopped counting

And  the cup runs over the brim

The scars upon the broken never even have a chance to heal

A thousand mirrored fragments

Cast shadows offensive to the eye

A smiling face covers the deceitful mouth

Weak lies fail to lead us back to the sunlight...

Apologies for behavior that never changes

Becomes those days with the inability to remember

That forgiveness is being pushed aside by something more...

The lack of conviction found

In all that use-to-be...

Now leaving...

The heart that no longer cares...

© 2020

"Fight For Tomorrow"

 

We fight...

And fight...

Till our hearts are black and blue

We will reach out our hands into the dark

Not knowing...

Waiting for another to hold onto us

We try...

Our very best...

With the greatest effort...

Even when all is out of our control

We give faith

Desperately holding onto hope

That the light will shine through

That each and everyone of us is worth the effort

Be patient...

And brave...

Allow courage to take root

Hold out...

To be better than what you have been given

And more than what has been stolen

May tears wash clean the past

As your feet grow into tomorrow

A little more you...

And little less afraid...

Because there is never nothing left...

There is always belief

In life...

Love...

And through the grace of humanity.

© 2020

"Survival Lived"

The loud cry of emotion...

As words pass through the ears...

Memories sort out the differences

From treasures...

And no longer use-to-be's...

Broken lines find feet moving

Colours are motion and still

The waking day we rise again

A little more changed

A little more us...

As we reach for the moments

Let it come to you...

As comfortably as breathing...

Reaction is the attraction

From rhythm and variations of sound

Interpretation is ours

We define the meaning

Sentences spoken in and under our breath

A dialogue of difficulty

Found here every day...

As we go through so many amazing changes...

Remember that hope is best held tightly against the palm

The will in effort is paramount

We are human...

Time is motion forward

Our wounds will hurt...

So let it...

Because it's growth and allowance

Learning and problem solving at the core

Let it take root...

Then, let it heal...

Be proud of every ounce of survival lived

Because there should be no shame found...

Within the beauty of scars gained within existence.

© 2020

"Truth Given"

 

That time...

In those moments...

That one single being can break open those locked chambers of the heart

Offering a new view

A perspective not seen

Experiences offered will restore the numbed zones of the mind, body, and soul

Countless thoughts of inspiration lead

Brave to be open to the light

We begin...

Through realization

The good and the bad

And the right and the easy...

Friendship...

Or lover...

Reality is the truth given

There are some wounds that will never show upon the bodies skin

Some have cut deeper...

And are beyond the definition of hurt...

They remain with us...

For they are the ones that caused more damage

Than those from blood shed...

As we remember that it is not unconditional 

If its held onto by lists of limitations

As we learn the hardest lesson...

To not go back to that which was never waiting for our return...

Sadly, there are feelings and emotions that go beyond our realm of comprehension

We will only learn to name them... 

After the ones who gave them to us...

As we come to know ourselves and others

Through life and existence

That sometimes all you need

Is that one being who gets it a little more than the others

A little light shone into the darkness

Embraced with some empathy when the world is cold

An acknowledgment of an understanding

That we all have a little chaos inside of us all.

© 2020

"For You..."

People are not the subtotal of what we see...

Good intentions in thought...

May not translate well when put into action...

It's that dream we all have

Time to time...

Or every night...

When you try to run away

But your feet are frozen to the ground

Or when you part your lips to scream

But there is no sound...

You use to try...

To speak up...

Act out...

But there is nothing...

Silence embraces you

A moment paused reminds you

Maybe the future that you seek...

Is so unclear for the simple fact that it has not been written yet

Anything can happen...

Because nothing happens all the time

Stand firm to your convictions

Because if we weren't so afraid to let go

Then we wouldn't feel so free when we finally did.

© 2020

"Between Something and Nothing"

In those moments...

Between something and nothing...

As you hold out your hands...

You can feel the weight upon your fingertips

The world...

Push and surging...

Time doing what it does best

Always moving...

Changing...

As this day turns into the next

We are continued works in progress

Whether its the sweet smell of spring

Or the cold bite of winter

We are the architect of existence

Let the passing of darkness be the beginning of a new page written

Memories never leave us...

They just get further out of reach as years pass us by

Allow them to be the treasures

The stories that get told

A masterpiece to hold...

We are the artist drawing

Painting with the most vibrant colours and shades

Be not afraid to venture outside the box

Limitations are only the boundaries we place upon ourselves

We build up our courage from conviction

A designer by choice of living

And a survivor out of necessity

Because we are our own definition given

And are never too broken to be healed.

© 2020