Grey mirror

Grey mirror Oct 2017

In my merry days
I desire company
For if they appear
only in my dark days
I know they pity me
They feel I'm in need
For alone I fail to breathe
But how false that is,
For then I know
They are the ones
that come and go
Not the ones that stay.
I need them
in all my days.

I want to thank those people who are with me in my dark as well as happy days. But for those who were there only in my dark days. I'm sorry to say, but I dislike pity.

Grey mirror Oct 2017

Deception

I ran right into the trap!!

With arms wide open
I sought refuge in words.

I found myself in a dungeon,
Dark with the stench of blood
Not even love could break the
spells of deception.
One door seemed to scream "run",
The only conception
A rational message from the mind.

For my heart whispered "stay"
it's gentle voice lured me
Another trap, yet like a fool
I submitted.

I floundered in the dirt
With no solution
Even when I prayed.

I should have walk away
When chance
was calling my name

Have you ever been decieved? Well I was. it was like a trap, I tried to find a solution, I tried love, to turn it into something good, but in the end, the only way was to run and not look back.

Grey mirror Oct 2017

Man's best friend

So dogs are man's best friends
More loyal than any men
So when a man calls a woman
A *****!
*Does he refer to her as a best friend?
Isn't a ***** a dog?

I fail to respect men who call women ***** or vise versa. I wish words were use more wisely. I know to some it's a trend, but to others it's an offence. Useless you literally mean best friend, which I still do no recommend.

Grey mirror Oct 2017

Sheep into wool

The wolf killed the sheep in me
My innocence left to bleed
Now a slave to knitting needles
A helpless yarn of wool.

The world and it's cruelty turn freedom into slavery

Grey mirror Oct 2017

Bold explosion

You asked me to be bold
From the shadows I emerged.
My boldness exploded love!
It could not be contained,
too much for you to handle.
I crawled back into the shadows,
Awaiting a fair moment to explode.

I was bold for the wrong reason. Now my boldness is withheld for the right reasons. And I trust the Lord will direct my ways.

Grey mirror Oct 2017

The past still follows

I thought I left the past behind,
But instead I squeezed it all
in my backpack
And carry it wherever I go.

The past still haunts me, and follows me wherever I go