Wednesday, 10 October 2018


Darkness covers and surrounds, while the light shines

Fire burns through, hopeful signs

But how can one be so sure, how can you tell

When you have been betrayed, pushed and fell

These so called flames of hope, turn to fear

They can not be trusted, no longer clear

Isolation, to Desperation, To loneliness

Hate, to pain, leading to Sadness

Suffering for so long, your mind believing in one thing

No matter what you do, there will always be a sting

The pain, breaking you from within

Yet opening something inside the skin

Feeling broken, yet laughing it off

The pain, feeling more like a quick cough

Your mind more open, becoming used to everything

People calling you weird, yet no longer drowning

You realize something, you have become Broken

Your inner creativity, and your essence, has been WOKEN!

Some truly break, some fade away

But not you, no matter what people say....

You have become something more than people can comprehend

You are WOKE, and learned to transcend

"In the end, forever will be

All alone, my soul and me.... " ( the 2 lines i been ending with for most of my poems )

Sunday, 10 June 2018

Evolution of a Broken Soul ( poem )

Losing friends, people I cared deep

People walking out on me, like a creep ( isolated and feeling like a nobody )

Knowing I am a somebody, someone people can trust

Yet left alone, my soul crushed

Done so much in my past

Everything changing so fast

Worrying how long this pain will last

Oh how many times I have asked....

Waking up to the realization, 

From all this frustration

That in the end its only me

My soul and I, forever will be

That I got to focus on what really mattered

Before my world becomes fractured

Things may never be, But I still alive

Things broke down, but I still have things to thrive

" Just settle, forget and move on "

Screw that, I ain't done

Things might end, and be gone

But just like a video game, I respawn

Forever will be....

My soul and me....

Sunday, 27 May 2018

Only You ( poem )

Alone your weak, together your strong, they always say

But how can that be, when it takes 1 second to betray

The bonds you have built through out the years, vanished in a flash

The smiley faces you once knew, faded to ash

The light, taken over by the dark

Left alone with scars, mental marks

Once having friends, those you felt were " keepers "

Yet only feeling like you were being buried deeper

Once in a crowd of people, feeling loved

Yet being lied to, knocked down and shoved

Loved, turned to desire, desire turned to desparation

Wanting became needing, slowly cracking into hesitation

Scared of what may happen, or what will be

Broken and cracked inside, too hard to see

People say its all in the past, to let it go

But what if it has been the only thing you ever known

That alone you are strong, together you are complete

You can handle life on your own, but always feeling down in defeat

Wanting the one thing, that may never come

The one thing that matters, you may never overcome

Alone and only really being known by a few

Yet knowing deep down inside, that there is only you....

Wednesday, 13 December 2017

Views of a Broken Soul ( poem )

( was listening to a few depressing songs and felt like writing something depressing )

Depression to some, might be a sickness

Some think its a curse, that only needs tenderness

But what if the soul, has always seemed to be

Twisted, broken, something like me

Isolated, trapped for years

Screaming for help, to no ears

Always pushed aside, like I was nothing

Told i could never have, or be anything

Surrounded by people, blinded to see

All they have done, and caused me

Fading away, feeling obsolete

Escaping to imagination, my only retreat

Coaches, and more, believing in me

Yet outside I'm trapped, inside I'm free

People in the real world, giving me hope

Yet always feeling trapped, tied up with rope

Knowing I am, believing I can

Yet people acting like they can't stand

"Get lost, I'm done, you're so stupid "

I have done so much, yet always excluded

A broken soul, a light begging to be

Yet only knowing loneliness, my soul and me

( more to come, maybe a part 2 )

Tuesday, 21 November 2017

" The Norm " does not fit me...

People and their same old cycle

Waking up, work, sleep, recycle

Some give in to that, never to excel

Every single day, waiting on the bell

Working comfortable, like they were in school

Working for the man, feeling like a tool

You work so hard, that you become blind

Never having time to look in your mind

Some even lose who they were before

Jealousy, anger, cowardice and more

This normal living may fit most, but not all

Some of us are not afraid to fall

Being isolated is not for me

Feeling trapped in a box I will never be

I believe in myself, and all I can do

What I got planned for the future, no one has a clue....

Things change, never to be

But one thing is true, the norm does not fit me...

Wednesday, 8 November 2017

Fading to Black

Life once knew, no longer exists

The light once held, fades and twists

The love, once held close

No longer, it all goes

Life once knew, slowly turns 

" Happy times ", never returns

I see myself as a somebody, a light

Others see nobody, nothing in sight

Isolation, and loneliness, my life becomes

No matter what, it's always the same outcomes

Seeing life twist away,

These words are all I can say....

It all fades, nothing will be

In the end, there is only me.... 

( more to come ) 

Friday, 17 February 2017

Fear consumes, when love hurts... ( random thing i felt like writing .... its been a long time )

Fear consumes, when love hurts, you fade further and further into the arms of fear, happiness can be right in front of your face, but fear is more easily obtained... just look out your window at the world, stress, is the painful escelader to fear, it can be soft with small pointy thorns, or it can be a roller coaster towards a needle straight through the heart, you can crawl out of the arms of fear, but the marks it has made, the holes in your heart, may never leave. You can pray for a better tomorrow, be greatful that you are still alive, and flight your way out of stressful times with a rip of a piece of paper. Look in the mirror, what do you see? Do you see a happy loving couple, do you see yourself in your safe little happy place? Do you see your dreams crashing down, or do you see yourself in a world you wish can ever be, but on the other side of that mirror, is the one thing you fear most.... reality. Do you see yourself becoming something great, yet losing a sense of what really matters, because you now believe " it's life ". Have you suffered so much by so many, yet felt as though you were the popular one? You are never alone, as long as fear is with you, you will always have something with you, that no one else can understand. Love may no longer be seen, life may no longer truly matter, when you are so deep in fear's arms. 

Fear consumes, when love hurts.... embrace it, adapt, and overcome the best of your ability, so that love consumes, when fear hurts.... but what if fear is all you have ever experienced, and your salvation, is isolation, you open up to the world, and not expect anything in return because you do not expect anything in return ( think about it... ). You do not expect anything from a world, an environment that kept you with fear, so you fall deeper into the arms of fear, to a point that now you do not see happiness when it is right in front of your face.... because you do not believe its true.... you fear the truth.... your personal truth.... because you have lost yourself to fear's eyes. Oh how long has it been since you experienced a lie of this world, not realizing that it was the truth? Who is this person, expressing so much lies right in front of my face? This pit of reality is clearer and more true than the lies in front of me! I am consumed in reality, and see the lies of love ......

... Fear consumes, when love hurts

( inspired by WWE's bray wyatt:
and Jeff Hardy: OBSOLETE: )