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It’s the fear of end
Can’t be seen or heard
They cry above me while the sunset gleams
I’m frozen
Unable to move a muscle
The sound of nothing is ringing though my ears
I’m still
Visions play through my head
My life is flashing before my eyes
Events I wish I could go back to, resurface
Changes I wish to have made
Wanting to be better
Wishing to have enjoyed life more
All the times I’ve hoped not to be alone
Yet here I am
Alone
The darkness over comes me
Praying to be better
I will be better
Not Bothered
I am not bothered by the things that you do,
Alone is how I found you, alone is how I leave you.
My nails are digging into anything I can find.
Now this is acrophobia, or maybe just my mind.
Oh so far I have to climb from the bottom to the top,
The voice in my head is the one telling me to stop.
One day I will encounter a new and friendly face and
Knowing full well, I will let them take your place
And everything will start to be okay.
I Sit Here Quietly
I sit here quietly
Never know what to do with myself
As everyday is boring as hell
So I put my headphones on
And watch as the world goes on
I sit here quietly
As the birds chirp and sing
While I think
And I’m wondering
What to the world, is happening?
I Wish
I wish to walk through plains and fields,
The sun high in the sky,
Reflecting its vibrancy off the flowing grass
I wish to climb mountains, to soar high,
All thoughts and worries forgotten,
Never to return
I wish to walk cobbled roads,
A dress floating around my thighs,
The feeling of a new set sun in my bones
I wish to love,
Look deep into someone eyes and to never leave
I wish to climb trees,
Tall and groaning,
Branch after branch, twig after twig.
To poke my head through the top,
Revealing natures beauty in front of me
I wish to write,
To escape lifes limits and to prosper in my imagination
I wish to feel,
Happy, anger, sadness,
Nothing isn’t something I enjoy its something I endure,
I survive
I wish to draw,
To enjoy the leisure of sitting for hours, creating your own masterpiece
I wish to spread love,
You are not alone.
I understand you, I empathise with you and I love you
I wish to feel sand under my feet,
Between my toes and in my hair
I wish to swim,
Both day and night, both clear and murky.
Oh to just float and smile,
Engulfed by euphoria and peace
I wish to ignite change,
To save a dying planet,
To unite a dying race
I wish to play the guitar
My fingertips burning yet a smile on my face,
Singing and laughing with my friends
I wish to live,
In more ways than one.
To feel everything there is to offer.
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From the womb to sixteen,
I always dreamed,
Of cameras of action,
Filled with big screens
And although it’s scary,
I think it’s quite time,
To get off my arse,
And call that job mine
Yet people do talk,
You need a proper job,
To make money,
Marry a fella named Rob
But to this I just sit back and smile,
Yes of course,
Don’t worry,
I’ll do the whole nines
No stop, they just say,
This is important, you mustn’t forget,
And I always respond,
But it’s already happened,
Time just hasn’t caught up yet
Every Day
Every day the same
The same routine repeating for weeks on end
Keeping busy by walking and baking
People complain
But I feel no pain
I enjoy the loneliness
Doing my own thing
Feeling no pressure
No one to impress
No fake acts every day
But I know this is not
What the majority would say
Penny
A penny for your thoughts?
The little rusty penny hits my palm, what does life mean?
We wake up in an endless cycle,
At night, my body is a sleep but my mind awake like a busy street.
Endless fights with demons that taunt and haunt me,
I have no voice, you judge me for my culture
A penny for your thoughts
Life
Life’s on hold,
Because the story of corona always being told,
But summer is coming,
Full of fun and loving,
And loud music that shivers my bones.
Happier times are ahead,
Crazy nights instead,
Barbecue on sun burnt evenings,
And laughing that never ends.
Alone
In the world, in your head.
Everyone’s the same and yet,
The gruelling tasks of day to day life
Are a struggle for you and many,
Causing strife.
Wondering and wondering when this will end
Just to lay around, dozing in bed.
Feeling as if this virus will always be,
You hope and pray that you’ll be set free.
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She looked out the window while it rained at night
The moon shun in ”twas very bright
Out the window down the street
Into the park where the widow weeps
Sat on the bench and closed her eyes
This was her final goodbye
Today
Today is the day that I just done yesterday
And weeks before yesterday and more weeks to come,
Get up, stay in bed, go to the desk
Whatever is comfortable
Just as long, you get those 20 assignments done before one
I think about times I hated and now regret not loving those moments
Before all this dreaded FaceTime, zoom all kinds of socialising
Just not like the last time i saw them for months without even realising
I just want to live my life like
I used to and not give out about fools and stupid issues
I sit in bed dreaming
We probably won’t get back until 2025.
Rosie
I have a dog named Rosie,
And all she dose it eat,
She looks quiet like a barrel,
And she plops down on my feet,
We tried to get her walking,
But sooner pigs will fly,
So she’ll just have to stay a house dog,
And bark from time to time.