The devil whispered “ You can’t withstand the storm”
I answered “ I am the storm”

Poetry is the voice of the
Heart
Soul
Mind
Let your emotions flow free
Don’t try to hold them back
You will just make yourself explode


Poetry is release
Letting go of the tension and stress
That has built up over time
Letting yourself calm down
Letting yourself relax


Poetry is
Blood
Sweat
Tears
Poetry is
Joy
Laughing
Fun
Poetry is life
All emotions rolled into one


Poetry is an expression of life
Music
Art
Performance art
Cooking
And many other examples could be named
Poetry is all around us
In different forms
Al expressing life
Life unyeldind

I cut myself daily
Mentally
Physically
Emotionally


The physical cuts
Watching the healing flow of blood
Pour from my veins
Cleansing my soul


The emotional cuts
Never thinking I’m good enough
Calling myself stupid
Trying and failing
Time and again
Feeling lost
Feeling afraid
Feeling unwanted


The mental cuts
My mind bringing up things from the past
Laughing and taunting of bullies
Being yelled at
Being rejected
Getting beat up
Things that happened years ago
Put the mind can not
Nay
Will not forget


I cut myself daily
Mentally
Physically
Emotionally

This is for those
Who never return home
Except for in a casket


This is for those
Who do make it home
But are forever wounded
Mentally
Physically
Emotionally


This is for those
Who never make it home at all
P.O.W
M.I.A
Prisoner of ear
Missing in action


This is for those
Who gave everything their country asked of them
And when there was nothing left
Still continued to give


Risking their lives
Physically
Mentally
Emotionally
Risking pure insanity


Fighting for freedom
Fighting for justice
Fighting for peace


Thank you
For the risks you’ve taken
So this country could be free
Thank you
For the sacrifices you’ve made


Thank you

To sleep
To slumber
To dream


Creation a world of pure imagination
Where even the craziest of wishes can come true
Love
Life
Heroes
Villians
A dream is what you make it


To sleep
To slumber
To dream


A world of pure fancy
Fun and true
Exploring the mind’s pathways


To sleep
To slumber
To dream

He is a *** they say
A homeless wanderer
A drifter
*****
Smelly
Looked down upon by many

However his story is not unlike those of many like him
He was once a soldier
A defender of peace
A defender of justice
A defender of freedom

He fought in many battles
Overcoming the foe
Risking his life
So others could be free

However
After the war was over
After the fighting was done

A new war started
A war within himself
Mentally
Emotionally
Physically
He struggled just to stay alive

It got so bad
His wife left him and took the kids
He lost his job
He lost his home
All because he could not put the war away

The past still haunts him
As he lives upon the street
He moves from town to town
Hoping to find relief

Goodnight Sweet dreams
May you fly On fairy wings
Goodnight Sweet dreams
Walk in the clouds Journey the mind’s stream
Goodnight Sweet dreams