Keeping it in.

Keeping the peace Choosing to ignore Putting on a smile, a show Pretending it's OK Not saying what needs to be said. A sacrifice for a grasp at a relationship that was never there, will never come. Unintentionally feeding the pretence, the lies, the deceit. My soul, withered. Knowing.. Feeling the truth.  

Escaping Myself.

When I need to escape myself But there is nowhere to go. When I look at the world, that once looked like a thousand adventures, And it seems too small. When I want something to do, But it has all been done.

What is real?

I am not sure what is real. Is everyone pretending? Do we know what we want, what we need from life? As I find out more about life, about others, I am not sure that anyone is truly happy or at peace. What I thought was the purpose of life seems absent, unobtainable. The structure …

Explain Yourself.

You explained. Said it was me that did not understand. But it doesn't make sense. Your reality is delusional. Led by guilt. A selfish need to feel better about who you are. What you did. Leaving everyone else to resolve a situation that you walked away from. And now you dip in. At your will. …

Nothing.

Ambling, wandering, gazing, absorbing, looking, contemplating, learning, growing, resting, feeling, connecting, being, calming, wondering, dreaming, processing, appreciating, listening, loving, deepening, bonding. Nothing and everything.

Stardust

We are made of stardust, Of each other.  Existing on a grain of sand on a long wide beach for a moment, A moment, that, amongst wonderous origins, is long enough for us to end up... here... 

Time well spent

Time spent inwards, alone and away, is as valuable as time spent, as a cog, in the wheel of the world. Stopping. Thinking. Reflecting, on how I spend my time, mapping my recent days and those to come. There is all the time in the world. It is down to me to decide what I …

Choosing to leave me

The sadness of family choosing to leave my life Is mitigated, in part, by the negativity, the forced time spent, the words unsaid and the falseness going with them. Connections by blood are not always connections that your soul needs. Learning to be at peace with the loss can bring a new strength and energy to …

Graveyards.

Souls at peace, laid to rest. A place to be surrounded  by ages, by knowledge, wisdom, hope and comfort. Comfort in the presence of others who do not need you to be, need you to say, need you to do.  You are just you. A physical accumulation of what they once were. They rise at …

The wait.

Alone on the hill fort, the blackness is inescapable, and comforting. Sparks smoldering. Stars sparkling. The world around has slowed now. Become about the three of us and each other. It is beautiful and achingly sad all at once. The time we craved, desperately needed, is now all around us. Filled with the simple tasks …