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Aug 2018 · 322
Sinking Feeling
NothingInMotion Aug 2018
It may be sad to think,
That what's above us, may sink.
But that's just how it is old chap.
Aug 2018 · 671
Keeping It
NothingInMotion Aug 2018
Take it to the bridge,
That's where it's meant to be,
It's meant to be remembered,
By lowly lock and key.

It's meant to stay forever,
It should never be forgotten,
It was there the entire time,
Yourself, not nearly so often.

It stayed there through the cold,
It stayed there through the rain,
It meant to stay with you,
Yet you never walked that bridge again.
Aug 2018 · 300
I Made It
NothingInMotion Aug 2018
I made it from the beginning,
I made it from spare parts,
I made it so I could finish,
To then rebuild it from the start.

I made it through the years,
I made it to this minute,
I made it to this world,
To be the only left in it.

I made it through adversity,
I made it through the pain,
Hey. I made it Mr.
I made it here again.
Apr 2015 · 636
Set The Tone
NothingInMotion Apr 2015
Those hands they'd be like snow, for ice could glow in your eyes.
Don't compromise this moment we have, adjust the volume to max
We're the only ones here in this terrace flat, come round and we can chat for ages, take it smoothly, in stages; turn me up, feel through my pages, purrrrrrr
the sexiest thing you've read all day
Mar 2015 · 3.8k
...
NothingInMotion Mar 2015
...
Unforgettable, that's what you are,
Unforgettable, do you want to hire a car..
That's why darling, you need a Audi,
Keep it simple and say it proudly...

**Are you paying too much, for your car insurance?
Mar 2015 · 370
Nothing Is Stainless
NothingInMotion Mar 2015
The steel has been stained but it wasn't meant to be -
Caught up in the blizzard! now all you have is the scissors!
On the inside your broken and now your losing (your mind)
but they're so blind that they only see the bruising.
NothingInMotion Mar 2015
Maybe It's Too Late, chains loosen and your grip tightens, the children are frightened, meshed brains and broken hearts stand on broken floorboards tangled in wires; which operate their lives as they're spared from the damage inside their brains, nostalgia sprains the future findings of blood stains on carpets that are hidden deep like veins.
NothingInMotion Mar 2015
There's a person there, if you want to greet it.
It's only deep when you want to feel it.
There is an answer,
There is an alternative;
There is someone there
If you wish to believe it,
There is an alternative.
Feb 2015 · 436
Do You Understand
NothingInMotion Feb 2015
Think what it must be like to be them.
This isn't about you, making comparisons.
This begins with understanding them and their problem . 
If they aren't willing to tell you their problem,
That means that they have already established
That you have a lack of understanding about their problem.
Mental health is what I'm talking about,
Mental health needs to be acknowledged in advance,
So that they feel like they can open up to you.
Without encountering childish remarks behind their backs,
"Mentally disabled" is the wrong terminology for mental health.
This odd person has quite clearly been through a lot.
Whether it's dealing with people judging them,
Struggling to socialize, feeling isolated...
Laughing at them is not positive, in fact,
It's the most negative reaction. No love there.
But what do you love? cars, phones, latest clothes etc...
Their problems are very different to your own.
You need to look up common conditions such as Autism,
To be a better person to those around you,
Because if you don't understand, who else will?
All I need is for you to understand.
Jan 2015 · 297
The Thrush
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
I found a thrush,
To be but a rush,
With no movement.

It's feathers soft,
Saying a prayer,
From little of air.

He lay there,
In it's own sick -
Mind elsewhere.

Simply,
Blown away.
Jan 2015 · 357
Sorrow
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
The wings that were never flown,
Were flightless and on their own.
As intertwining winds cast many sins,
You followed those skies alone.
A dove that magpies borrowed,
Carved white in nests of sorrow,
To possess such gold,
The dove lay cold,
Now it's known,
There will be,
No tomorrow.
Jan 2015 · 329
Forced
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
Forcing a smile, when you want to cry.
Seeking a friend, when you want to die.
I'll soak up the blood, you wipe the tears;
Walking past graves, smoke soon clears.
Don't wanna live, no money to die,
Life's a *****, and they're asking why;
Others can change your mood,
Once timid and subdued;
Your only now found in the limelight.
But It doesn't feel right;
To cry in-front of happiness.
Your the only one in the room,
Who is full of sadness.
Yet your told to force a smile.
Jan 2015 · 348
Standard
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
There once was a fellow named Dave
Who kept a dead ***** in his cave,
She stunk quite a bit and was missing one ***,
But just think of the money he saved.
Jan 2015 · 475
Burden
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
As life moves on, you see me cautious,
Words stick in the throat like sore-dust,
I'm still sick to the throat and nauseous,
From what has been said before. This is post-war.
If I hung myself, If life halted, you'd still fault it;
You'd still shout at me, claiming you were assaulted.
I never caused the problems you rue,
Let me move on with my life, I'm not asking you to.
You've not the faintest clue, feeling blue.
Your words are untrue and I don't love you.
It's long overdue and takes two, I've never said it,
You never told me I'm doing well or gave me any credit.
Why should I speak to you, your depressed and hated,
Do you think you deserve love, just for being related?
You think I belong but I will tell you your wrong,
You see this mind of mine? forever strong;
This has been happening for too long,
Believing that I'm the Burden.
Jan 2015 · 1.5k
Windowsill
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
Leaning on the windowsill,
You look to the night and stare,
Where you should be sleeping.
You never think that,
Someone could be staring back.
Nobody sees you there;
But why should you care when,
That windowsill,
Is all you have to lean on,
I know it's depressing;
To watch the rain is interesting.
You can't express a feeling,
When your sunk below the boat,
Your not really there inside,
Your out there with no coat.
I don't need to stress when nothing matters,
Feelings broken, left there in tatters.
So I'm staying up,
To soak up the sadness.
Where I can watch the rain.
What lies in a puddle,
Lay there in vain.
Nobody sees the pain,
You go through.
Leaning on the windowsill.
But I do.
Jan 2015 · 280
Wings Drop
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
With the right wings,
She could have soared.
To work so hard toward,
Learning how to fly,
Then lose hope;
Fall off the *****.
To have taken a knock,
From the very top,
Expecting
To
Gradually,
D
R
O
P
.
o
0
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Jan 2015 · 287
Problems
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
I want a new challenge, cut me some slack,
The wordsmith of *******,
Found scratches on my back,
I was scarred anyway,
That's without a cat.
I'm lonely, that's a fact,
Driving Titanic with a bomb attached,
They say I'm explosive,
Can you picture that?
Given too many problems,
Papering over cracks,
Covering little faults and Nick Nacks,
I miss them cheap Tic Tacs,
Find the understanding that my head lacks,
Only The Lonely,
One of my favourite tracks;
Crying me to sleep.
But that's fine,
I think about it all the time.
People Help The People,
Don't wanna know me
;
Sick of being lonely.
Need to be doing things,
To keep my mind busy,
So many problems,
Take It Easy.
Jan 2015 · 513
The Fields Of Green
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
I've been wanting to leave,
Being forced to stay,
I'd have less hassle,
Throwing life away;
No cards left to play,
Preparing for the storm,
Forever a rainy day.
Always In doubt,
You don't need to know,
What your life's about,
It's irrelevant.
Wanting to pack,
To be held back,
To see things postpone,
Left a message,
After the tone.
To support United,
Forever alone.
Should have known,
Pain from your pillow,
Cuts right to the bone.
That's where scars are left,
That mustn't be shown.
Not the strength to stand,
Head buried in the sand,
But you are not alone,
Please lend me your heart,
Hold out your hand,
When it's already written
;
To be expected,
To have no friends,
To feel rejected.
Where can I see,
my journey painted,
I want to know,
Why I was ever created.
Drawing a picture,
Leaving her tainted.
There are feelings there,
That I can't control.
Producing her being,
To find holes in your soul.
Lost forever,
In cold weather,
Among fields of green,
The most beautiful eyes,
that had never seen,
The colours of the stream,
So angelic and clean,
Please take me back,
To Those Fields,
The Fields,
Of Green.
Jan 2015 · 342
Sight
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
I lived a troubled life,
With no regrets,
Crying myself to sleep,
Sick of threats.
I didn't want to stay awake,
As I cried through the song,
Not thinking about tomorrow,
All Summer Long.
The cold wall of comfort,
On a long sobbing night,
There was no joy,
There was no end...
in sight.
Jan 2015 · 380
These Broken Wings
NothingInMotion Jan 2015
There are too many doors between us now, too many curtains closed,
I should never have been left alone, left crying in an empty home,
There's nobody to live for, when your *******, poorly sown.
If you don't want to be here there's a place for you, you were never wanted, Must have been swapped at birth, before dad departed.
I need to stop putting myself down, funny how I was never up.
How can anyone influence me, when they live in a book.
I'm disconnected from society, a carriage abandoned.
The train terminated long ago, my broken wings, soon flattened.
By no angel was I ever blessed, I didn't want to be seen as depressed;
No love for you, no tenderness, your someone else's shadow. Second best.

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