They say darkness is a bad place
A sad place
A mad place
The creepy place
The evil place
What if you turned it upside down.
I say the light is a strange place
An open space
The mad place
A sad place
A creepy place.
It’s a place where all is aware.
As of the darkness it’s where I found myself. In the state of realisation and silence no one around me but my
Thoughts grew in abundance.
Trying to climb out of stretch out of reach of jump out of.
Which in the end was but a reflection of myself that I was taught was bad.
Sometimes you seek self In unfamiliar ways.
Your light may be found in the darkness. Where your darkness may be found within the light.
Why oh why
Can’t I get my self together
Slightly rightly tightly
But I am tired.
Single mom syndrome
Nope don’t agree erm
You are doing very well they say
From the outside looking in
When you well and kno
Sometimes it feels like you are doing
An awful job. I mean you can’t even get ya sen dressed not looking nice
Only just pulled ya socks on and
Out the door dodge mirrors and say we are ok things are looking up.
You send child to nursery and walk along the road side see homeless and wish you were Superhero.
Don’t worry child things will get better.
Feeling intuned with many things minds popping because material things are just another skin, another you.
Whilst these things are not accessible you learn the skin your in I guess for me I learn more from being without and slowly becoming comfortable. The whole you are doing well is not helpful sometimes that I want to be invisible like my single mother status does not define me. It’s a fact and maybe all I kno. I guess this society sees this as a negative thing I see it slightly especially if something was to happen to me and my son and their is no one to come and protect us. When I hear coupled people going through something like needing help from the partners I’ve learned to not hold malice and just except that, it is a privilege that they have a family unite. Being a single parent you have to be both masculine and feminine and I have felt like I have been forgetting my feminine energy their for not attracting anyone as such. This writing has gone everywhere but I guess writing in the real world isn’t all calm and smooth.
Could you please put the sun out
When it’s meant to be winter and make it rain when it’s too hot
Make my job pay me to sit around.
Make expensive clothes cheaper.
Let me forget the fact that this designer peice has been created by the hands of a child, similar age to my son.
Let my eyes not care because this world well I’m sort of invisible so let’s be viable. Let me not pay taxes and eat a load of food for free!
Not ideal but there are some people who expect things to be just easy. With things being easy means not caring for other people in order for it to be easy for you it must be harder for someone else. Something or someone has to suffer in expencr for it to be easy.
This isn’t my reality, but we live in a culture where everyone moans about the things that are unessasry and expect to do nothing. In order to gain the world
Them tears we keep hiding
Will one day burst through the banks
Like a rawing lion
Big and couragess they fall out of your eyes, they flood your face,
Your heart empties out the pain you held in. Because it can’t hold it in
The tears have a place and it’s not stuck inside.
Cry and cry and cry sometimes be it happy tears or sad tears.
It’s OK to feel human, some emotions have no words but actions.
So they say
Can’t burry them
In dignity they killed them selves
For they will burn in the flames of hell.
Well it is written.
So the religious shun the one
Who took their lives.
Not looking into what could have caused this.
Could anyone have helped by just listening.
Could you have held this person close to you.
Why was you so busy trying to speak the words of God but yet your actions are so materially untrue. Did you push the book onto the person instead of listening? Rebuke them and wish badmind onto them?.
Religious sounds inhumane.
You cry for help, nobody helps you take your life and they curse you down…..
So many problems with this world
We follow books written along time ago.
But we can’t live in the reality of today’s world.
Covering up things with other things
Hoping that other thing will be the thing to heal the other thing.
Like a band-aid or a plaster. You see a cut gets covered , I know it’s for health reasons, but some see it as out of mind out of sight. So we start to cover more stuff, with stuff to make the reality of something else feel numb.
Like pain we take painkillers, paracetamol and others. No one talks about the reason for the pain. It’s just go get a painkiller and that’s that. What happend to, let’s talk, why are you in pain? I am no doctor but my time could be apart of you healing. Like do you really need a painkiller or is it easier for me to say it and dismiss convo.
What happend to getting to the root of the problem. The world too quick to find the outcome that we forget the process needed to arrive to the outcome.
Some use drugs and drink to cover up the fact that we have to face reality every day. Is reality really that bad or is it our expectations are a lie that we have been taught to believe in. And that pain really does hurt like hell. It’s the reality in it not being a reality in the world that hurts. We don’t talk about hurt because it’s too real to notice that we are hurting so we hurt others to the point of it becoming normal. Hurt is normal and being happy is weird. Accepting life for what it is makes others weary of you.
I digress will return reached a blockage and not afraid to