The Disconnect

A brisk breeze hits my skin like a locomotive train

My heart is here but my mind feels all the pain

Smile, and think everything’s okay,

When in reality it’s driving me insane.

My mind is on a different sphere

It’s not with my heart, cause my heart is here.

My heart feels the fear but my mind knows the end is near.

They are disconnected in reality

But are aware of each other in the highest degree

With me being the heart and you being the mind,

How can we reconnect and continue the ride.

Take it one day at a time

And maybe in the end

I’ll finish the rhyme

But until then,

I’ll search for my mind

And continue this grind.

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Where the Wild Things Are

What is this life?

What are we doing here?

Life’s too short to live in embarrassment and fear.

But how can I live when I feel like I’m not here.

Take it one day at a time, see the sun rise

Let out the emotions, let out the cries

Look to the sky, and see life’s surprise.

Spread your wings, close your eyes, and float to the skies.

This earth, this life, is nothing without you.

Unique and new, the endless opportunity to renew.

But why float away when you can improve.

Take a deep breath, feel the feels, feel the heals.

Jump in the car, and find where the wild things are.

Worldly Mind

The water of the river flows
Just as the mind goes,
The rocks scatter across the bottom
like thoughts of Gamorrah and Sodom.
Leaves, sticks, and other randoms
Float on the top
For poeple to see, grab, or let be free.
The fish mind their business
As the people of the world drill themselves into dizziness.
Their minds like the rivers
Scare me and give me shivers
Minds, rivers, scares and shivers
This world we live in, oh so perverse.

The Thinker

I wish I could write all the time
I hate talking, like a mime
I’m a thinker not a speaker
I open my mouth but the words don’t move
I write them down and they seem so smooth
Their legs don’t seem to work
Yet they speak when I do the work
When I write I’m always right
But when I speak i never reach the peak
I’m a thinker not a speaker and the world seems to be a little bleaker because my thoughts can’t be portrayed, this world I have betrayed.

Darkness and Light

In a world filled with darkness

there is always a light

no matter how dark

it is always in sight

no matter how strong it might be

with just a flick or strike

light lets you see

if you stay too long

your eyes will adapt

now in the darkness you are trapped

with no need of light any longer

your heart and mind begin to wander

with no light available

your brain is no longer stable

with hope and time running out

you find a light that is oh so bright

walk towards it and turn it on

only to find out that your life is gone.

Thoughts

sometimes I miss when I could just let it flow

pouring out of my brain as I let it go

another thought just flying away

now what else more can I say

this world was once a thought

with good and evil that it has brought

where is my thought?

is it floating around

or is it just hanging out

every one can think up a thought

and let it flow

but can you recapture it

and let it grow?

from thought to idea

to action to pride

a thought is just one big roller coaster ride.

The Boy That never “Grew”

Today I’ll share a story with you

about a boy that never grew

for everybody loved him

except for one…who never had any fun.

The boy that never grew

went through his life giving him the shoo

because nobody liked him

the boy said,” I am way too cool for him.”

As life went on

the boy that never grew

had no more than a shoe,

for he used his shoe

to collect coins from crowds passing through,

and for the boy known as him

lived a life quite opposite of grim

for he was a millionaire

and had no thoughts of despair.

Then on one bright, sunny day

he found himself amongst

the crowds passing through

one after another

ignoring the man with the shoe.

As he approached

he recognized that poor little man,

gave him some coins

and shook his hand,

as he said, ” Thank you for making me who I am.”