Drain by MwsR
There is a hole
Where all the spillage goes.
Where it all flows down
The crap that comes from frowns.
It’s not clear where it all goes
But away from me is all I know.
No stopper can keep it all in one place
Just like emotions can change a person’s face.
Along the way down things start to break apart
Changing forever, the compound, the heart,
Never to return, any more pain
Like a person’s internal drain.
There is a place you can always go back to
A place that was created for me and you
It has heart and soul from all that live there
It has no cautions for you to be made aware
Everyone has space for their own things
And the comfort that belonging brings
Even if you leave and move away
It will welcome you back one day
The feelings there will become cherished
Your knowledge from living there will have flouorished
Time sometimes stands still inside those walls
Laughter will abide amongst it all
Even when sorrow takes a seat
No one will feel a lonesome defeat
Plenty to do, food to eat
Marvelous chatter and often repeat
Life inside this home, and Y’ll
Life within the walls
A home.
Dreams, by MwsR
If you’ve ever awoken with a dream on your mind
Thinking that your real-world ain’t fine
Then you can understand a little of mine.
If the thought of something keeps foremost in your thoughts and dreams
Then it’s time to re-evaluate things.
If you do you’ll see what it brings.
Time is not an indicator of a change
Its how you use your time, the little that remains.
That way in the end nothing leaves a permanent stain.
Dreams can be indicators maybe of problems in your real life
They can help to open your eyes.
Maybe for you it’s as simple as using a knife.
Others though don’t look at it all that wise
They think dreams are lies.
They fail to see between the lines.
I believe sometimes God gives us dreams
That helps us to look in different ways at things
Sort of, like him carrying us on his wings.
Daybreak brings newness
Sunshine is divine
Things continue to grow
Each moment in time
Progress is for the opportunist
Succession is for the achiever
Life continues without pause
Each Christmas brings Santa Clause
Thoughts keep us thinking
Food keeps us strong
Water is for all the living
Time to pray is needed for us all.
Grey hues of shadows upon the ground
Remembering things sometimes can get us down
All this surrounds us
All of this is a day, in not any one certain way.
Truth by MwsR
If I looked better than I do now
The world would still let me drown.
If I made lots of friends not foes
The True friends would be all I know.
If I lived in a nice place
It couldn’t change what’s not erased.
If time stayed still for me
The heartache would still be.
If my waist was fit and trim
I’d still see through this person created film.
It does matter what we think is enough
It’s not what the world thinks and all their stuff.
To be true to who you are
Will eventually recover every scar.
Let yourself be happy
It’s a poem about realism and isn’t happy.
It’d be easier without feelings
At least then no worries
Nothing to try and attempt to control
Everything would be colder than cold
Easy to travel this world all alone
Than to have loved much like you are prone
Everything changes
There is no room for anyone who simply manages
Easy to walk in the other direction
When nothing is expected, no need for perfection
Trials would all be null and void
Those who were victims, would be no more
Easy to tell a lie than pretend you are alright
Second guesses, those keep us up at night
Different people with no agendas
Different objectives can leave you feeling offended
Easy not to show your sensitive side
But sometimes, harder to hide
Human interaction will confuse things
No sense in worrying what tomorrow can bring
Easy to forget the hardships and stay in denial
If you want to live un-encumbered for a while
Easy to just feel and see reality
When your talking about spirituality
Everyone chooses according to their own preferences
Everyone makes efforts or they don’t.
Easy is something everyone wants.
Why…by MwsR
It can hurt,
It’s unbearable for sure
The heartbreak one individual has to endure.
Sudden it can come
The very thing we find ourselves running to escape
That part of life becomes our fate.
Turning a corner
In search of relief for just a while or two
If you don’t find it soon it will tear you into.
Putting faith in things that don’t matter
Things that are useless and void
Instead of being smart and unmoved, we let ourselves stay annoyed.
Why must we let our own selves down
When we don’t need to, ever.
We can’t live like this forever.
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