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Jason Watson Sep 2012
In the dark abyss of my mind
Twisted and contorted thoughts you may find
Or brilliant sunshine, laughter and ease
Sun-scorched petals dancing and twisting in the breeze

A silent theatre where I can hide
No one will ever know what I see
For if one was to infiltrate the deep crevices of where I confide
There would be no recovery for me

Thoughts litter in a jumbled way
It seems like I have little control
They often wander and stray
These amblings of thought take a hefty toll

Negativity corrupts and destroys
The beautiful garden Eden of my mind
Planting seeds of doubt, a reality decoy
To try make me stray from my path, that which I must find

To rather plant luscious seeds of hope and joy
And nurture and care for them
Will serve to one day grow a garden Eden to enjoy
And make all my wishes grow and stem

For all the things you picture and see
In your minds eye
And vividly imagine them to be
Appear before you, so reach for the sky

For in the final hours of one’s life
It’s not the things that you did that you regret
It’s the paths you took that weren’t in your life’s strife
If you follow what you love you’ll have a life no one will ever forget

So find what means the most for you and seek it out
Search, find and never ever pause
For to whoever can open their minds to dreams but not only dream about  
The world is and all in it is yours....
Jason Watson Sep 2012
Night:

Such a strange feeling when you close your eyes
And darkness covers the light
Ever so slowly...

Heavy weighted time stricken problems lift
And fall into the nothingness of black
With falling eyelids

There those escape from the problems that trouble mind and sight
Come into full effect
The body and soul, mind alike sink into a deep slumber
Where dreams provide endless possibilities

But when our vessel once again begins to stir
With  a new dawn
Such is the darkness lifted
And the light shines once again

And our problems and gifts
Woes and heart
Come back into our life....
Jason Watson Sep 2012
She sits with her eyes downturned,
Legs and arms crossed closed
I can feel her heartbeat against my hand resting on her back
She rocks her body slowly backwards and forwards
She rocks away from me

A single tear drop rolls down her cheek
Sitting, glistening with the faint light of the moon
She slowly raises her head
Her eyes and face contorted with grief
The flood gates open, and tears begin to roll down

I feel my insides spasm, contract and writhe
I start to feel nauseous, I knew this was coming
Why didn’t I see it?
Maybe it was just me
How could a girl like her ever consider me...?

A girl that glides into rooms
Dress flowing with each and every step
Weightless,
Elegant,
Beautiful...


I try to reach out, to grab her, to hold on
But she’s slowly moving away from me
I try to grab on harder, to pull her into me
Her body feels limp, empty and hollow
Now she’s standing

I feel my heart skip a beat
My hands are shaking, uncontrolled
I feel cold, barren, and desolate
I feel heart-broken
Now I’m standing

“I love you, don’t leave!”
She turns around
Her eyes glazed over, lifeless
I see her head drop a little
She’s made up her mind

I hold her vacant gaze
She’s looking through me
Exposing me
Tearing me apart
She turns away

My eyes swell up with tears
They feel puffy and sore
I stare at her back as she walks away
Her body slouched and tired
She doesn’t look back...
Jason Watson Sep 2012
You glided through life, laden with love
You pushed and squeezed, and huffed and wheezed
I was born into this world, a gift from above
Let out a small yelp, sniffled and sneezed

You loved and you cared
Through good times and bad
You put all matters aside, your soul proudly bared
I would never want to make you sad

I grew up to be tall and strong and you always cared
Before that when I was still young
What I did and said, you must’ve been scared
I hope I turned out all right, now you can finally have fun

It’s my turn to look after you
You’ve done it for so long
I’m grateful for that and a life always new
A life transposed into a beautiful song

Thank you for all the opportunities you’ve thought and given
It’s changed a lot and made me be...
Without you I would be nothing and id have never forgiven
You are in my heart and soul, the very essence of me

All my successes and failures were each life lessons learned
But softened and sweetened by my lovely mom
You taught me to let go, force bad memories to be burned
Each day started anew,
All these taught by none other than you...

Thank you for your time in raising a son
Life would’ve been so different without you
You’re so special to me, without you I wouldn’t be
Thank you for being the most wonderful mom...
Jason Watson Sep 2012
In the girdle of times stricken woes
Collected around a shank wholesome with girth
Hidden beneath the adipose tissue
Of many a feast, ale and tasteful dessert

Oh my

Seems like far back in yonder years
Sans worry sans problems sans regret
That the natural Adonis sinews
Gifted by the Creator
When we were granted our first breath

Were admonished as malnourished
Back in the day
Back in the day
Jason Watson Sep 2012
In the shadow of the great oak tree
In a place not for you and me
Found only with great luck
Lived Riley the river duck

You see Riley was frumpy
And oh so grumpy
How she was, was how she preferred
To the point that it was absurd

None of the other animals seemed to care
That she was always holed up in there
Wallowing in a puddle, her thoughts in a muddle
And her dress, in such a mess

On one brilliant summer day
With the sun shining so bright and gay
You see she always thought that she had such rotten luck
For Riley yet again was stuck

For what pickle is so fickle
To make that duck, stuck
What thought so meek
To make this situation so dire and bleak

While all the other animals were outside playing
Riley was inside praying
That she could come out
But the problem was that she was filled with doubt

One morning was particularly glorious
And Riley was oh so furious
That she dropped all her doubt
And she tried for the first time to come out

She stepped out and ruffled her feathers
The power of the sun severing imaginary tethers
And a smile spread across her face  
For she realised how beautiful was this place

For now that she finally stepped out
Of her excuses and self doubt
All the animals greeted her with such zeal
She realised that this must be how it is to finally feel

Now a few days later
According to the official dater
She wasn’t grumpy, she wasn’t dire and she wasn’t a bore
Riley wasn’t frumpy any more

Everyone around her loved her, they couldn’t get enough
For what a special duck she was, being holed up had made her tough
Now Riley had finally learnt to be happy and be free
And there began the jovial tale of Riley of the Great Oak Tree
Jason Watson Sep 2012
If I could capture this moment  
And always remember
What you look like, lying there

I’d capture this moment in all its splendour,
Each soft second passing, so fragile, so tender
As I watch the time tick by, you move further away
In my mind’s eye

I’d capture this moment so that I couldn’t forget
To waste your memory a silly regret
And even as the sands of time slide on
Our hearts and souls will never be far from

I’d capture this moment so that you’d never look away
Not looking at me, is enough to say
The words I’d hate to hear
That twists and threads into my fear

I’d capture this moment and freeze it and hold it
And never let another own it

I’d capture this moment so that if it were to ever end
I would never have to spend
Another moment without you...
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