It’s a Love Hate World

Hi awesome peeps! Long time no read. And darn, have i missed you all.

It’s amazing how much we can go through in such little time. How much we can change in no time at all. I realised that there’s always someone out there ready to bring you down, manipulate and ruin things for you, but we have the ability to parry those daggers of hate and pain away from us.

I had a few big arguments because of a person out there trying to make me angry, make me trip and result in me making the people i love hate me in return. With people out there like that hiding their cloak of lies and deceit, i have realised that we have a way to reflect that damage away from us so that we can do the things we want to and be with the people we love and maybe even repair the damages done because of them; in the hope that the person you care about will see through it all and see you in your true form. My journey has begun and i hope that i can one day repair the damages to indirectly show that deceitful person that i am unstoppable and show the person i care about that i have always cared and always will.

Another lesson learned.

Another step in the right direction.

Wherever it may lead next.

 

The Invisible Man

I walk atop a tall bricked stalk,

Wind cutting through my cheek;

Stepping just slightly over to the edge.

I contemplate why i’m so invisibly meek.

 

I called her name and she turned around,

But looked right through me with pure desolation;

Should i tell her, elucidate the truth of it all,

Or will i be simply risking her life in this discombobulation.

 

One way or another they’ll find me aloof,

And they’ll shackle my soul away;

I’ll be left entirely docile but to do their bidding,

So i run further and further, left with but dismay.

 

So here i am once again atop,

Of this broken old stalk of disdain;

Standing over on the edge of all that is left,

Just wishing to be seen again.

 

Cosmic Entanglement

Across her space of convolution,

Stands a entity full of revolution;

A Star that seeks to distantly reach,

But does so not, instead alone without speech.

 

Across it’s time of a thousand events,

It flares the worthiness of it’s extents;

She lets the time brimmed goblet drop,

Because no longer is it’s light atop.

 

Across their continuum of it’s time and her space,

A lonesome star in her dimensional grace;

It’s flame enkindles setting itself ablaze,

But she veers on by with nothing but a graze.