Anxiety

I feel the familiar tingle in my hand,

And pray that the moment will pass.

But as I stand there thinking about it,

The feeling just becomes worse.

My mouth feels so try,

As I try to control my breathing.

It's not easy to do on this airless underground carriage,

And my mind wanders to the paper bag in my pocket.

I try to think of something else,

Anything but the numbness of my cold fingers.

The world around me is normal,

But I am not.

It strikes when you least expect it,

Sneaking up to ruin your day.

You must be strong,

Stay calm and in control.

Don't let yourself be dragged into that blackened hell,

What are you so afraid of?

This moment will pass,

Just keep holding on.

Beauty

Today I discovered the words of a wise man,

He did not write them, but he meant every one,

The truest spoken words ever uttered under the sun.

‘Tis true my form is rather odd,

But blaming me is blaming God.’

Do we really question the one who would mercilessly strike us down with the rod?

‘Could I create myself a new,

I would not fail in pleasing you.’

Whoever says that beauty is only skin deep does not speak true.

‘If I could reach from pole to pole, or grasp the ocean in a span,

I would be measured by the soul, the mind’s the standard of the man.’

It is the beauty of our soul within, that determines who we are in Gods’ great plan.

If you cannot see past the mistakes that creation has made,

Then I dare you to look into the mirror when your own beauty does fade.

Buy yourself a mask behind which to hide,

But you will never disguise the ugliness you keep inside.

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Why are the simple things in life so hard?

Who decides what is right or wrong?

Not everything is set in black and white,

So why do you turn your back on the grey inbetween?

If it is not wrong to love,

Then why do you judge it so?

The purest things are never simple,

How can you scorn what you don't understand?

Our hearts make decisions,

When our minds are closed to reason.

Must we freeze the fire kindling inside,

Just because others say it isn't right?

Spring

The sun is shining,

Daffodils are in bloom,

Shaking their golden heads in a warm, gentle breeze,

Spring is in the air.

There are baby geese by the lake,

Their fluffy little feathers glistening in the sun,

As the proud new dad warns off anyone who gets too near,

Spring is in the air.

Hidden in the hedgerow,

Two little ears come into view,

A tiny nose twitches, sniffing the air,

The easter bunny delivered after all,

As a pair of cotton tails nibble and hop through the undergrowth,

Spring is in the air.

The sun shines on fields of yellow,

As people bask in its long awaited warmth,

Children run and play over fields of green,

Sounds of joy and laughter everywhere,

Spring is in the air.

Remember Me?

Do you remember me?

The one you always left behind,

When you were laughing behind my back,

Did you know that the joke was on you?

Did you think you hurt me?

I was the one that left you behind,

I never let you hold me back,

I had much more fun without you.

You thought you were better than me,

But you were always trailing behind,

And I never once looked back,

You see, I was always a better person than you.

Maybe

I see him around now and then,

A smile can say so much,

And when I see him again,

I know what I must do.

Give him my number,

Find out his name,

Maybe one day I'll call him,

And finally win his heart.

But life is never that easy,

Anything could happen,

Perhaps he will turn from me,

And my dreams will turn to dust.

Jester

What's up Jester?

Why do you look so sad?

Spin your face around my harlequin friend,

It can't really be that bad.

I know you have a bright-eyed smile,

I painted it on myself,

That's the face I want to see,

When you're sitting on the shelf.

Cheer up Jester,

You're better than the rest,

It'll be our little secret,

That you're the one I love the best.

With your comical expressions,

You never fail to make me smile,

You're the one who always knows what's going on,

So sit down here and comfort me for a while.