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Eric VandenBrink Jun 2017
I've got anger issues
And I've just run out of tissues
My tear ducts have gone dry
Brain boils then starts to fry

It's too hot
too loud
You're too slow
Not my crowd

This world is not for me

An apple of a different tree

Finding where will be

The peace of eternal tomorrow
Eric VandenBrink Oct 2016
I am resourceful

I will take this thick pain
And mold it
Like clay

I will create a melody
To the pulse in my silent ears

One must live out each day
And find inspiration

In the height of the clouds
Or the depths of the shadows
What will you chose to do with your fuel?
When I truly listen to my Heart
I hear the words Fly under the Radar
Not so my life can not be detected
Wherever I  Journey
It just  means I need to Maintain
A certain degree of Privacy
For Myself, Close Friends and firstly Family

It does not mean I do not care
About what  occurs beyond me
I have just chosen a Pathway
Where it is possible
To Nurture Emotional Security
Involving being far more aware
Of the  Duty of Care
I have for  Myself  
And the True Loves
Of Life Daily.

DLR
12/10/2016
I finally realize that all our Days are numbered and I choose not to be swept away by certain distractions so I can   Live up to my own Responsibilities/Purpose and that involves primarily the exchanges between Family and Close Friends.  Beyond this  I do experience Other exchanges however I am far more aware not to be drained of all kinds of Energy/Resources that I need to Maintain my own Reality.  I count too as we all do and I do what I am able for others after I see to things in my own Family & Community(where I actually Live).
Didn't see it coming,

Struck down to the floor,

But in life you keep on going,

And coming back for more.
Eric VandenBrink Oct 2016
I hope the pain I feel
Is the pain I caused you
So you can be free
And love someone true

I'll take it all back
I'll take it from you
Wash every black spot
Leave no clue

Only leave the love we found
Our dormant tree
Stuck in the ground

So that one day we may grow again
Eric VandenBrink Oct 2016
Is love the dread
I feel inside?
Thinking of you
Walking in his stride?

This is what you wanted
This is what you chose
You let go of the warmth
Let the sacred door close

And if fate will have it
You'll be side by side
When mountains collapse
Pulled in by the tide

The love that we have
So delicate yet strong
Lives within me
Fuels all day long

Could this be the end?
Will we go separate ways?
Or in time can we mend?
And bask in loves rays
The process of processing
Eric VandenBrink Oct 2016
Reality
Is the checkpoint
Between the end
And start
Of the flow of thought
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