Smile it's infectious
Dingy I feel like an empty dingy bobbing about with no destination On the horizon swaying here moving there being rocked in my cradle emptying, my mind and soul listless. Heavy clouds gather. I'm a sitting duck all this water off a duck's back hardly. My Feathers ruffled My life tossing about like some rubber… Continue reading Dinghy
The man that appears to me with each swipe of the razor blade reveals his vulnerability. The fresh warm water becomes as murky as his life as he clears his blade of dead cells and hair It is his wish to become born again one morning whilst shaving. To stare back at a wonderful man… Continue reading The Other Me
Emotionally bankrupt spiritually corrupt This life for me is not much fun the drinking and spraying words of shit I wonder what's going to be the next big hit Self -medicating is over now time to heal To love and be good and process the wheel that goes round and round and round your addictions… Continue reading Wheel
Time nears, a new chapter looms. What’s next? I’m not sure? But I’m about to walk out the door? Some time for me some time for you. Just wish something would do. The chorus sings over and over about new dawns. Though I must confess I’m lost too much of a cost. Running out of… Continue reading No beans
It seems rightly, that imagination is everything, I need to drop off the hamster wheel again in order to self-explore me. I need to find the Christ in me because there lies the answer not to my prayers but my conduct, attitude, gratitude and self-love. I am the creator of my life what I see… Continue reading Manifesting
Dream the dream you have always dreamed where butterflies occupy your stomach where excitement accompanies you with every step. The possibilities that are ours to feel proud to feel nurtured to feel at home it belongs to us all Manifest it to yourself the world explodes we watch in awe
When your surprised and not When your shocked but not When your confidence drops When your self belief is questioned When your very now is interrupted When your tomorrow’s pain is becoming born That later will be the very thing that holds you back The scab you will later pick The shit that you stir… Continue reading Time-bomb
Like when plates break in a school canteenThe voices in my head all jeer in unisonOver nothing in particular
I'm on my arse I don't want to be I have no control over my thoughts my time, my day. I can't escape or even choose a medium to feel better I'm also adjusting to a new drug; more promises I'm tired and no one is getting the best of me even more sadly for… Continue reading On my Arse
I had forgotten all about you How has life been for you? It’s all coming back to me now It never quite worked out somehow But I’m happy to see you again. We were meant to spend time We were supposed to share a bottle of wine I’m glad it all worked out for… Continue reading Missed Opportunities
Mark Lyth 