Fear.

Everything is fine,

Until you start to think,

There is a sudden lapse in time,

And everything just stops.

Your heart beats so fast,

As you struggle to find breath,

Wondering how long it will last,

And how it’s going to end.

Soon you start to cry,

Even though it has happened before,

You still think you are going to die,

As your chest closes in.

You see the people around you,

And wonder who will care to help,

What are you going to do,

When your world turns black?

You want to cry out loud,

Wishing it to end,

Without a friendly face in the crowd,

You are left to suffer alone.

If Only.

If I could turn back time,

I would go back and say all the things I never did,

If only I’d tried harder.

I didn’t understand all the changes,

You never took the time to explain,

If only you’d tried harder.

Now it has come to this,

The blood has thinned on our paternal bond,

If only we’d both tried harder.

Panic.

Walking down the street,

Your chest feels so tight,

Breathing becomes heavy,

As your head becomes light.

Then it starts to hurt,

And your palms become sweaty,

Confusion clouds your mind,

Not knowing what to do,

Stop or carry on.

The only thing that is certain,

Is you don’t want to be alone,

Your life is unravelling before you,

But who will hold your hand?

Lonely Times

I am standing out here high up on the balcony watching the world go by,

All of those people down there below have a reason to be there,

They all have their own lives to lead whatever they may be.

The rain falling down reflects the tears which I often cry,

Watching over people lead their lives makes me realise just how empty mine is,

Everything I ever had and all the people that I ever loved are now gone.

My whole life is like a black hole,

Every time there is a chance of a rainbow it disappears into the great unknown.

I feel as though my life is spiralling around and around forever searching for the light at the end of the tunnel.

Rage.

It eats away at you deep inside,

Until you want to run and hide,

Because you know that it is going to erupt,

And someone is going to get hurt.

You try to keep some self control,

Finding a way to keep your cool,

But no matter how hard you try,

Your blood starts to boil dry.

Then it explodes,

And there is pain for all concerned,

The rage will have its way,

And a powerful lesson is soon learnt.

You can’t keep it in,

And you can’t let it out,

It doesn’t matter how hard you try,

The rage will always win.

Memories of Lost Summers.

Sometimes I wander alone and lonely along the banks of the brook,

The sun shining down on the cold water below reminds me of how it used to be.

This was the place we came to with our childhood dreams,

It was here that we lived our many adventures.

Together we fought many battles and wars,

And together we watched Atlantis rise up out of the sea.

But now just like our childhood fantasies,

Our friendship has faded away into the distance.

This place that was once full of childish laughter,

Is now just another lonely desert.

The birds still sing sweet and fly among the trees,

But for me this place has long since lost its beauty.

I watch the water disappear over the horizon just as I have done so many times before,

And I wish that they would never stop flowing.

I want these waters to flow forever,

So that I can hold on to my memories,

Of many long and happy summers that used to be.

This Poets' Life

An educated mind,

Is an open mind,

The brain needs knowledge to survive,

And the will to stay alive.

Cappuccino and cartoons,

Bronte and Rossetti,

Poetry and art,

Broaden your mind.

Thoughts, feelings and emotions,

Don’t be afraid to let them show,

You must dive deep within your soul,

Or you will never really know yourself.