I have a love of life. Some may call me a cynic but I'm truly an optimistic realist. I work on the philosophy “If you expect the worst but aim for the best, you'll land somewhere that's comfortable.”

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10 September 2017

Lonely Like A Summer's Day.


I look through my windows,
Out into the world,
Shades of brown, green and gray swirl,
What I see, the potential beauty never to be found.

The rain pours down,
Much like my hopes, dreams and corners of my frown,
The drip, drip drop onto the,
Sucking, sopping swollen ground,
To much rain has arrived,
The earth it feeds,
No longer can it give it the space it needs.

It feels like it rains more than it shines,
And inside I cry and wine,
More than I show my pain,
When I flood there's nobody around to drown,
It's only me damming in the emotion,
Never do I let it breach to flow through my network or rivers,
The things inside wont make it to the ocean,
Because there's nobody connected closely enough,
To be my river,

Maybe I'm an angel, maybe I speak nothing but guff,
Either way,
I'm struggling,
For me life never feels like a meadow on a summer day,
Weather you know me or not,
There are many people that will be the same,
Internalized pain and their eyes are the only things that feel hot,
They push it back,
Stop their emotive rain flowing into your river,
Allow you to be free by taking your weight,
Enjoy walking through the fields eyes wide to see,
The beauty and the sun drying out the hay.

Perhaps you think I'm being fluffy,
That is fine,
I'd just like to thank you,
I know whom not to wine,
I hold no hate,
But not can I call you my mate,
I shrug my shoulders,
Now it's time,
For you to carry,
No wait,
We have to be there for one another,
Just you're the one and I'm the other,
Keep going and roll your own boulders.

I am a soldier,
A soldier for my own army,
I can't stop myself from being a dam,
Unless you are ready to catch the corners of my froun,
Here comes the torrent,
Take a breath,
Listen, hold on and try not to drown,

Are you ready to look from the world into my windows,
To see shades brown, green and gray,
I hope you realise the beauty and choose to stay.

Weather is wet,
I will always fret,
With or without you,
I'll still have me - come what may.

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