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 Jul 2015 Tomas Denson
Solaces
I was breathing in the light.
There was Celestial Star Owls watching me.
As I exhaled the light, dark matter filled the empty spaces for but a moment.
I could feel everywhere the light touched.
Even across the cosmos.
I can become any light any where.
Even in the past or the future.
Although infinite I have discovered that our space does in fact have an end.
And what seems to span one million light years from end to end.
Is that of one brain cell from within.
This is the body and mind we have been living in.
And he is slowly killing us all with the drugs he consumes.
I have to find a way to stop him.
From within and from beyond outside.
At the center of a galaxy
 Jul 2015 Tomas Denson
Poetic T
Enveloped in this casket of riddled
Darkness, eyes are the only source
Of white, I scratch at them myself.

Extinguish the beckoning light , I
am gorged on the blanket that
covers me, it caresses thoughts

I am entwined in this place inside,
My mind is a web of onyx capturing
Thoughts corroded and entrapped.
Her perception is like a abandoned house
Taking over by Mother Nature
Her memory fades as the vines penetrate her aged mind
Not as well built as she was in her youth
Brick walls crumble from the decades
Faces an names no longer meet the connections as they use too
Just silhouettes  
She forgets to remember
The structure of her thoughts weakened by the cracked support beams
The signals in her brain scattered like a school of fish
Misfires makes her forget  
Introductions repeatedly like this is the first time we met
Her experienced eyes look past me
Anyone can see
The disease is eating her memory
 Jul 2015 Tomas Denson
Helen
is not a disability to me
be it PTSD
or Bi Polar
or Anxiety Depression
or just riding Solo

it's not a disability to me
it may play havoc
with my everyday life but
it's not an impediment
or an indication
that you lack ability
to deal with living strife

it's not a disability to me
it's more a heightened empathy
a conscious awareness
not a disease (some cases can be)
but not a disability to me

it just means your fortitude
takes you to the next level
when the ground falls
beneath your feet
you don't lay down to grovel
you find ways to make
a near endless day
better than it was yesterday
you praise all tomorrows
because you made it today

your mental disabilty
has never been a disability
to me
*in any way
I don't see you as anything other than the person I love. We all change as we go along :)
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