the only things that never leave your side the ones that are always there for you distracting you from the world as your life passes you by
constantly reminding you that you don't need anyone else so why would that be a question
"hey it's us again! the ones that assure commitment, anxiety and depression"
you cling to their words as they've lived up to their promises of never leaving you alone
"never question our loyalty we'll always be here! you're wanted, we want you! and that will never be unknown!"
"we're not sure why you don't want us around you're always saying you want someone to come in your life and stay a while we thought coming around when you felt lonely would at least make you smile!"
I was never scared of the dark until I met anxiety and depression they lurk in the nights and watch me sleep and then yell "WAKE UP" to let me know that self guilt and sadness is still in my possession
it's time to go out and find the cure for this ****** disease the only things that will make them go away, self love & inner peace
it will be a long time before i find it but i know who will push me in the right direction
my old friends who said they'd stay by my side! Remember them? Anxiety & Depression.
An empty boat glides through a tide-less sea Echos of thunderous silence reminisces the rowdy sailors once on board Without fear they sailed across the dark waters Without the knowledge of forthcoming doom they kept the spirits high Navigation impaired by the wrath of silence, their abominable gaiety and preposterous hopes were muted for eternity Life drained, flesh rotted, bones crumbled to dust, and the boat was filled with peaceful death Though without an inhabitant it still continues to drift towards a predesitned chaos Its calm trail behind disrupted by an impatient tranquility Its still path ahead disallows all animations with an unfluent time Yet it moves forward
This thing I thought I could grasp, Desperately I try to hold on to it, This thing I never truly had, I knew this illusion couldn’t last,
It disappears as soon as we reach for it, It’s as thin as the mountain air,
For a moment we lie to ourselves, placing it safely and securely on a shelf, "I can keep this here and never let it go." Even though it is a forced perception, A contrived illusion ,the world's largest deception, Once we leave the room... As soon as we lock and bolt the door... we will not be able to see it anymore.
We never realize the freedom there is in letting go, understanding that no matter what we do, the answer may still be no.
We would be happier admitting this concept is completely fictitious. We could break this circular pattern, this cycle so vicious.
I've spent too much time trying to hold it in my hands, Making myself the victim of my own laid out plans.
I walked today to the ocean bay In my pants and dress i went in The water was not cold The tides pushed and pulled me Soothed me What a beautiful day to be my last Rocks flew from my hands and skipped upon the surface A long time i stood Wanting to jump in and disapear Down in the water i saw beautiful rainbows Shimmers of light weaved between Thoughts about lungs filled with salt water Thoughts of loved ones left behind A rock named Integrity stopped me Waist deep i picked her up She lives in my pocket now And the ocean in my heart Even the small things Can give a new start