What Crosses My Mind

  • When In A State

    I would if asked, Suggest my world an easy one, Though to the onlooker, It may seem quite the opposite.   Depends upon the day, I might quickly suggest, Have I been, browbeaten again, Or just left for dead, I’d want to guess.   I wish there might be a time, Like the night I…

  • Faces On Demons

    Oh the (dark) places we go, if only Dr. Seuss could remedy all, perhaps the quiet abyss might no longer, contain the strength, the grasp sometimes inherent in my every step, the outlook of my day.   I sometimes wonder the strength of my addictions, are the reason I move slowly, perhaps in reason the…

  • The Obituary

    I wonder how they felt it might read, summing up their life, in a nutshell, passing through all of the bad times, focus upon the good, the energy, the meaning, the society we live in deems the necessary truths. If we knew, would we then change our mind, if we could stand in the back…

  • When Yesterday

    When we start to think about our yesterdays, we get scared, well some, me, suppose the words need only be self-directed, if validity is the goal of my game.   I contemplate my day before notions, those of consequence and reward, I try to recall the best, when especially drawn into the abyss of the…

  • Dive Inside

    A rare moment, when able to slide in over the edge, to risk the familiar find waiting in the depths, a quiet reality. I once stood amidst the gravel and leaves, by myself, a solo moment without regard from any nearby influence, and it was there I should have remained.

  • I Tried

    I tried to understand, while waves of despair enveloped my mind, tossing me, slapping me, a ruthless affair. ~ My hands were locked inside a pattern everyone else excluded me from knowledge, that reality of pain. ~ When on occasion, a happier time, we could reflect upon the insanity … well such is rare. ~…