Inside the light,outside my cluttered door.
One guided step and the black hole is dissapating
The misery of my shadow finds new shine
A new day,a new moment,a simple spot of freedom outside myself.

Eyes slit, must sleep
Shadows laugh at the uninformed soul
Alone and accepting ,resistance is but a choice.
Out of my unkept mind and into the flow of life
A change a ,new breathe, a new life
Acceptance or resistance,
The natural flow of life or
The sharp Steel misery of resisting
The choice is mine
Loosening the tight leather straps
As I flow gently down the freedom river
My eyes slit , must sleep
My mind smiles with simple pure thoughts and away I go

Sit tight ,unwind the mind trap settles it's own scores.
Darkened shadows mixed with unfiltered light .
We begin the journey, we begin the fight with
balanced approaches from medicine filled souls.
Hold on tight for the new day has shown its manic face and
The cold steel rain is waiting to engulf itself upon thee.
The battle is but a battle and a smile is but a smile,
I for one choose the unfiltered viewpoint as I sit  on top of the
mountains edge.
Smiling, I remain unattached  knowing I will be victorious either way for this moment in time.

Frantic suggestions squeeze my thoughts
My mind beginning to wonder
Sublime thoughts and sizzling memories
The waves of life and in it all is me
Im here hanging on
A speck in a dot in an everlasting ocean
Hello people
Is anyone really home

Steel madness as you glaze and craft the bleak new moon.
Eyes cold into the darkness frozen to the engulfing bed.
Please whisper for the voices can be heard for miles .
All for one as the cold steel madness quenches our veins and sneaks away with our tearful soul

Seemingly quiet
Inspirational rhetoric as the crowds come and fade away.
Lost souls, empty lighters and the clowns continue to their own bipolar destiny
All encompassing life too much
Simple short breaths treat me as mystical magic
Keeping jagged thoughts at bay from the desperate circling act
Pure delight
A good day indeed
A good moment absolute

A notch on the belt a stir of the
wicked soup
Trouble in paradise as the highs hit the lows and
The diagnosis is indeed correct
Doctor can you help now
For I truly know you are correct
There’s no keel of evenness
My wings have been melted by my own imbalance
And the hole is too deep for me to wiggle out of

Pedestrian sadness
Industrial revolution
Melancholy typewriters
Can’t get the rhythm out of my head
Pedestrian sadness
Once upon a time sheets of sadness
Oh how the virus has changed me
Pedestrian sadness
Melancholy typewriters
Can’t get the rhythm out of my head

I sit
Empty walls and the birds flap outside
I sit
And watch the rabbits mate
I sit
And I see the brick path leading outside
I sit
Living in the past

What are you waiting for
Can you step out of your safety box
Fear is a powerful word
It’s only a word or is it a feeling
They might laugh if I say the wrong thing
She might think I’m strange
There all out there
Waiting for you
They’d love to talk to you
Please just peak your head out of the box you locked yourself in
They’d love to see you silly weird or strange
Just like all of them
Just a peak and slowly open your safety box
Step out and the world welcomes you
We’re all imperfect in our own perfect ways
Fear,
I guess it is just a word
Enjoy

Good morning people,
Awaken
Close eyes
Good morning people,
Awaken
Close eyes repeat.
Change your world
Change your perspective
Change the shape of your box
Good morning
Your time has arrived

Snowing,
Crying ,
Freezing
Impeccable tears
Grassy wanderlust
A simple pin *****
A simple feeling
My record is stuck on a continuous groove
What
Happened

Where am I,
Where,did the food come,from
Why am I clean
Don't li,emthis place
Outside is my home

What and Whocame around that one day

Don't remember
Exact memories what and who said that
Whatever happened to the real me
**** I don't know
Memories lost and episodes of massive im er shift quaked me
What and who did happen
Reality did strike
Lightning did happen
What and who hid for along time
Im finding out
That's,my own heroes journey
Find what and who in your own life
**** matters I matter
What and who said thatt
Matters
Mimd shakes and quakes
Lightning  did happen
What and who
**** matters
Im gonna find out

I see you
Not in your fancy red dress
Manners in tact for the elite
I see you as I look into your white eyes
Playing the part
You would give your life for one true smile
One genuine smile
Beyond the belle of the ball
Fake glimmers imagination for all
One genuine smile
I go back in time with my kin,
***** jeans
The mountains lovely marks
The wolves white eyes
A genuine smile as a walk the trail as I tried to keep up
My family laughing
My genuine white eyes smile
I return as I play the part
I see you
Your white eyes as I serve you immaculate food in your fancy red dress

Im feeling giggly and I am alone.
What a wonderful world
Not having to grip onto something so firmly to fill the darkened cavern
A simple reconstruction, welding my synapses as the Sparks fly around the void
Im feeling giggly inside and I am alone and Im alive
I hold the door open as the people rush to escape yet another door
And a good day to you sir.

Who what why when where and how.
I find myself between them all
Shackled skies torment me
I lift the stacks of who what where why and how
I find in the end it pays no worthy chap to bother
For to lift the shackled skies bestowed upon you
A wise man in the seedy alley told me to step outside of the box
So be it, I finally found myself again

Im here but things are dead
Used to be life now quiet desperation is not words spoken
I feel it in the gasping air
Why
Everything used to be alive
an animated sunset with everyone clambering about
Now
quiet desperation as my soul looks upon
Me as I look upon you
Everything is quiet
Quiet desperation that surrounds this
As this used to be my house but now a tear drop
Down my cheek and it washes away any memory of freedom
My memories of this my house now standing still in the shadows
Why
My house
Why is this my house now
My life now
Quiet and silent
Why
how I miss my old house

Hickory dickory dock
Fill me in with the most desperately asked question
What the **** are we doing here

Deers and elves,
Snowflakes,
Mistletoe,
Family,
Santa,
Neatly wrapped packages
Not a penny in my pocket
I’m alone
I am the Grinch
Jim Beam and the fireplace
Just another day
Yay

Purple
Pink
Turquoise
Blue
Light green
Black
White
And the glorious yellow
The Sun
Penetrating throughout your nerves
I think I will wear yellow socks today
Floating into bliss,
Yellow is the way

Remember yummy in the tummy
How fun it was a giggle a glance
laughter with friends.
Out the door, be home by supper
Yummy in the tummy
Now a cog in a machine
I need to laugh more
and be out the door and home by supper
Don’t forget the kid inside you