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Ryan Jan 2016
I don't know how to help myself,
where do I even start?
I could write paragraphs of words,
enough to fill miles of the open world.
but these words don't help to change,
they only help to vent out thoughts.
When will the real change happen?
there is so much to see and do...
yet it feels pointless on my own.
I can't seem to grasp it,
repeating routines, how can anyone be satisfied.
I need to meet more people,
I dont know where to start, where to go...
Just completely stuck.
Ryan Dec 2015
A haunting envy sparks over my
corpse like solar flares from the sun.
An outburst so deep inside the
cavities of a sleeping soul.
Too long has been kept this feeling
of disconnection and disbelief.
Its time to wake up now.
Ryan Dec 2015
Gaze up at the sky,
wonders left in solitary.
Yet eyes connect,
sharing a mutual feeling.
A shimmering darkness,
so graceful in existence.
Purity perplexed,
left still in isolation.
sometimes taking time to gaze up into the night sky and console with thoughts can present such blissful beauty.
Ryan Dec 2015
a constant stress,
depressed.

a inapt feeling,
unhealing.

a unchangable mind,
unkind.

a warped vision,
undriven.

a dampened state,
irate.

a longing for more,
sore.

a wanting to change.
need to make some change from being stuck in a self-created prison...
Ryan Dec 2015
If gusts should be on a foreboding night,
lay down upon the cremated ground.
Do not be fooled by a world without light,
for these shadows may consume thee.
Check ever corner that shall pass,
for deviance will not be held back here.
Encountered illusions shatter like glass,
do not let these foul creatures consume thee.
Thy heart is strong and filled with courage,
for this will shatter such opressive power.
Belief in ones self is the highest knowlegde,
these creatures cannot consume thee, for thou
can only consume thy self.
Ryan Dec 2015
Connections laced on a thin fibre of hair, diminishing,
a once felt happiness fades away like waves,
a true passion inside, fire burning, unfinishing.

Honesty buried deep within the dirt of earth,
scarse to find a willing person to bare thier soul,
thier subconscious awareness searches for thier worth.

Mazed thoughts unable to reach the end,
a complex puzzle, an uncrackable safe,
a decadent direction of a willing faith.

A stressful peace unheard off,
like a light to a moth, a frail confused mind.
a seared picture on a glazed eyelense,
Unable to let go of such inadequate thoughts.
doesnt even make sense really
Ryan Nov 2015
In a void of deep depression for too long,
same sad songs on repeat I know my hearts gone.

Stuck inside i'm a prison to myself,
confined to restraints, this invisble strait-jacket
maybe I should just hit the hammer, nail in the casket.

But after all these negative thoughts, you learn one thing,
everyone goes through hard times, its a part of lifes sting.

You have to learn to scale darknesses cutting egded claws,
learn to live with yourself, we all have flaws.

Once you hold a deep trust within your soul,
the universe will move out of your way, you become whole.
And in the grand scheme of things all problems are null.
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