Peaches and happy days, It’s lush; we can be ourselves around each other. Like a puzzle; each piece fits

the heart consumed Lost in time, where every second counts.

Hours pass by, A Kodak moment, capturing your sweet smile

Consumed in a memory Kept close to your heart now and forever

it’s a Polaroid picture of a sunset and moonlight just for xu

Jidos reality

Crazy I’ve been told; Close to sanity was never a choice or an option, the future held nothing.

See my glass is never half full or empty it’s a place in time where only this glass seems to make sense.

One wrong crazy move or thought, would cause such a reaction that the glass would shatter into multiple personalities Where one would get lost indeed.

This is not a family adventure when Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde become one Fighting to bring out each ones character.

Some turn to drugs, others turn to abuse with not a care in the world about who they hurt.

See it’s such a sad situation to be in a world that allows no sense to be made of it, and then takes you away from the reality of one’s self belief.

One day I’m normal, the next I’m playing Russian roulette with not one but everyone’s emotions.

Like a duck Calm on the top but disturbed and chaotic underneath Uncontrollable feelings of madness.

When? Why me? How come?

It is true indeed, I am crazy Take this glass and look after it, before it shatters even more.

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It cannot be reality this misshapen scenes of perspective that I have.
Warped feelings of paranoia, against my surroundings.

  
It’s a circle so they tell me, of feelings so hard to control swallow a pill to combat the illness be grateful for small mercies.

  
It cannot be the world as it really is this void of depression that surfaces. I fight the feelings with gusto, and strive to pass the test battling against the circle of hardship.

  
The feeling’s inside are so real, keep taking the tablets they say ~~ you not as bad as some ~~ cannot believe I am here, this place were the (LUNITICS) live.

  
Pale faces stare back at me, does he work hear? Numbered by medication, devoid of understanding these feelings are not my fault!

  
Stay of the alcohol and you’ll be alright. Think of those worse of then yourself. I can live with this now, this enemies of my emotions.

I am not all woe and misgivings I can laugh! I may be injured but I can be happy.

This sickness is an unfortunate curse but I can live and learn and love my fractured mind as a friend ~~ REALITY ~~

Jidos Reality 23.1.11

Dreams are emotions that run the feelings one can only relate to, controlling pure lust with mixed feelings of illusions.

Strange places we get taken to another world were the ~ Boogie ~ man stays protected by the sweet feeling of peace and control.

  
Flying all around without the outcome of falling, wired people chasing you with all sciences under deep control, paralyzed by the feeling of self-control.

  
Afraid to run but amused by the beauty, deep into the rabbit’s hole you go! From ~ ALICE IN WONDER LAND TO HUMPTY DUMPTY ~

something so pure your brain starts to ****** as the the scence of control starts to take over.

  
Eyes wide shut heart beating faster like the rabbit and tortoise race, what a strange place to be so peacefully uncontrollable.

  
Hypnotised in the mind with joy with joy mixed sorrow. And then it happens awake to the real world just for a few seconds reality kicks in.

And the dream was a journey your mind had to take, till another day I’ll be waiting for another night ~~ DREAMS ~~

Jidos Reality 21.1.11

Confusion is not as complicated as it seems to be, control mixed with happy and crazy but lonely feelings of memories lost in a maze of your own world.

How can someone help me when they can’t and would probably never understand how every memory I have changers at how my life is?

It’s an unexplained but sad situation one has to deal with, stop all the stressing and everything will be okay!

  
Feelings shattered and broken pick yourself up they say? What of those memories I cant pick up because I’m blinded by the anger consuming my every emotion to this situation.

You expect them to understand in a way that makes you feel comfortable, but the truth is that is not how it works.

  
Help yourself they tell you, be positive and find your broken mind and look after it like how your mom looked after you when you were just a little baby.

  
It’s not fair on us as we will never be normal, but can only be honest. So with this I will try to love and become friends with my fractured mind and look after it for as long as I am alive ~ CONFUSION ~

  
Jidos Reality 21.1.11

Passion is a gift I have inherited from following my heart and listing to my conscious.

Becoming friends with my shadow cuddling these happy days, with memories of the past.

Mixed with visions of the future, trapped in a world filled of passion and pain, one must take a moment to ponder ~ How must one feel when you are deserted by those close to your heart ~

  
To be lonely is what I fear most but the passion I have deep within me keeps my heart alive.

  
With every beat each moment counts, and every step taken becomes a different story in this chapter in my life.

I was a baby once and learned how to cry, now I’m a dad I wake up with a smile, I tend to loose myself patiently overtaken by this feeling of self guilt.

  
Heartbroken shredded to pieces some of them too small to pick up cause the memories are too hard to control.

Now I must be that baby again and stop crying and passionately love my broken mind.

Jidos Reality 16.1.11

Trust has to be the life of forgiveness; words like sorry, if only don’t make any meaning to the emotion of the words spoken. Mistakes often tend to creep up and happen somehow without realizing it, ***** the life out of trust.


Causing such a situation where to forgive and forget becomes an option not so easily felt or done. Almost totally impossible I did things that I took for granted forgot that moment of spontaneous happiness I can’t turn back time but can only hope that time could be a healer.


Heartbroken thoughts shattered running wild in my head all trapped in a bubble of plastic. Miss that sweet smell of roses in the morning, now it’s cold and lonely mornings, forgiveness is all I want you to see and feel.



I Put these sorrow times away close this cupboard cause the skeletons have been and gone. The key to solving this situation is to learn to trust yourself first then you can trust and love those you care for.


If there is forgiveness the will always be happiness


Jidod Reality 16.1.11