[452] The Road To Recovery

[452] The Road To Recovery

Make me believe in ecstasy ⁣⁣⁣⁣I am tired of not being seen⁣⁣⁣⁣ in anything other than miseryShow me the magic you see every day⁣⁣⁣⁣So I can see things I can’t perceiveI want to be able to want⁣⁣⁣⁣and find a passion to burn⁣⁣⁣⁣,a wind to blow and a storm to fall⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣Rare words to fall back on⁣⁣⁣⁣Interventions [...]

[451] The Nostalgic Illness

[451] The Nostalgic Illness

Disappearing dreams on the edges⁣of fluttering rotting pages under nimbus clouds⁣Nostradamus rains all his telic prophecies⁣of lost potential when the mind is ill⁣Can you try understanding simplicity⁣in all its puzzling complexity or⁣does the mind need a substance ⁣for it cannot articulate its own disease⁣⁣Meditative care or empathy⁣and the presence of mind ⁣I am present here [...]

[450] The Grateful Undead

[450] The Grateful Undead

Chronic illness ⁣of dancing stars⁣Supernova tiredness⁣finds us detached from life⁣⁣Storms scare ⁣the little resolve of the undead⁣Disconcerted efforts ⁣all to keep insanity at bay⁣⁣Drained of white⁣I discover a new vocabulary⁣that survival teaches⁣to the ones left alive Painting by Frank Kelly Freas

[449] The Ages of Man

[449] The Ages of Man

Every way that anyonehas tried to show me always ended up in a cul de sac Feverish intensitiesBurnt out cavalryEmotional fallaciesI retrace my stepstake a left from the bush of ignoranceand a right from whenever I felt right Pride can lead to vanity and I neededto reach a zone outside of my comfortThe haven of [...]

[447] The Potential In You

[447] The Potential In You

I mask a mask of ⁣survival that has ⁣overstayed its welcome like⁣drizzle after a storm⁣⁣The mask is a shapeshifter⁣an excuse spitter, so naturally⁣it dreads questions that reveal⁣its truest nature, so I dare ask⁣⁣What do you fear to admit?⁣How deep is your survivors' guilt?⁣What disappointments do you hide?⁣What memory do you block through denial?⁣Does grief stop [...]

[446] The Same Old Song

[446] The Same Old Song

Up again I fear admitting that I can admit fear Elongated status quo misery to not admit the misery of my psycheRationale finds me conveniently when habit is found to be absentminded Days flow in a daze Time passes me mesmerisedIn an imprisoning loop of an infinite laughter So I give in... to... sleep. Up [...]

[445] The Puppeteer Falls

[445] The Puppeteer Falls

How does the common man end up fighting for common air,and grapple for basic necessities provided by conscious comedians When wide-eyed puppeteers find their neatly held strings laceratedtheir grip on their ivory throne dismally tightens seeing our widening eyes gasping... for a mere breath NaPoWriMo Day 26: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write [...]

[444] The Festival of Poetry

[444] The Festival of Poetry

In the bloom of April⁣discipline is cultivated and⁣the morning light feels curious⁣Heightened awareness ⁣for words unknown⁣from unconscious worlds unexplored⁣The rise of wordsmiths ⁣cultivating a culture of rhyme⁣creating a bridge from their ⁣abyss to walk into the readers' soul ⁣⁣We dream alliterations in April⁣and imagine imagery in its infinite jest⁣We personify the prompts given ⁣and keep [...]

[443] The Extinction of Hurt

[443] The Extinction of Hurt

There are 17-20 species of hurt alive today⁣all of which live in the southern half of the heart⁣Just before taking flight in the body, it releases numbness⁣from our rusted feathers to transform itself into pain⁣Most hurt swims in the body at a meagre pace⁣but the fastest hurt can reach top speeds of 22 mph⁣Usually a [...]