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Nov 2014
In a past life I was absurd
Ridiculous, crazy, enraged
With passion
Looked at as unstable
I was unable to communicate
My reality, my mind, my vitality
To myself, it, was still a mystery
Unsolved, yet of course diagnosed
Voices plus visions equals exclusion
Exclusion subtracts being able to interact
With anything actually worth seeing
Or being a part of
Four pale walls
A plank nailed to one side
A bucket to **** in
The only security left
Was within my own eyes
And I couldn't even get a ******* mirror

Every single day inside my own mind
Conversing with Neptune
And the Keepers of Time
Pleiadian lover
Moon dust from down under
I weep!
No one here hears my cry
I am destined for this room
For the rest of this entire life
Sacred words that were once spoken
Arose at the most absolute worst moment
Now a fool I look to be
No one sees what I see!

So I let myself go
Returned home and found peace
Settled my thoughts
Calm the storms of the sea that I see
My ship has been rebuilt
I am now setting sail
The wind is blowing in a new direction
There is no doubt I will prevail

In this life to be I might be considered
Absurd, ridiculous, crazy, and enraged
With passion
But this time more stable
Able to communicate
Reality, mind, vitality
It still may be some what of a mystery
Unsolved, yet no need for diagnosis
I was taught in better ways
I now know how to own this
I am the greatest me I have ever been
I am back with a vengeance
I am Carma's daughter
Preaching the power of reverence
Right now I am still learning
Yearning, and searching for new answers
Asking questions that hardly make sense
Because everyone else is still afraid of this power!
I want to know!
I want to see!
I allow the grace of these visions
To bless themselves up on me

In this life I might be considered
Absurd, ridiculous, crazy, and enraged

I just don't ******* care anymore
River Moon Willow
Written by
River Moon Willow  Omaha, Ne
(Omaha, Ne)   
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