Hope You Understand

This is like writing a story
I sit in my room in a corner
Waiting for glory
Thinking when I can be there for you
Hoping you do need me
We will be kind and caring together

Angels With Wings

Tears washed away by a shadowy past
Feeling sensitive by a losing battle at last
Angels with wings have so much sorrow to carry
Eager to return to them, my heart will trust

I don’t know whether its all the guilt inside
my eyes blur losing light
making things harder for the night
I can only hear the silence

A spirit in the corner dances through the sky
A vague appearance with a silent eye
Everyone’s out there laughing
While I’m in here in the corner, and cry

Frost freezes the helpless flower
Covered and controlled, by a shroud
My emotions are suffering too, by power
Driven out all of my proud.

Words

This is wrote to say there is a life outside
The words inside your head need opening up
So if you feeling like letting go
Someone will hold you until that hurt as gone away
Let life run with you even though your along way from where you need to be
You will soon follow your dreams
Seeing the light, and not being
Alone listening to those words.

A Little Bird

Wafting her perfume
Sharing the scent
Please share your thoughts
Tell me how you feel

Your strength is stronger than my weakness
Blocking compassion with one another
I seek answers to questions
Please allow me a little longer

Without me, we are broken
I will fill in the spaces
Trust me, for the answers
As I whisper here in solitude

So little bird, I will listen
Act when required
Cheer you up
Hold your hand
Cry and laugh
Live life to the moment
I promise to tell you my feelings.

Emotions

A day of chaos,
And a day of quarrel,
Oh the sleepless night,
That takes away the light,
That tries to make it right.

Even now the silence as faded,
Trying to stay remote,
When tears come out,
And emotions spout.

I try to console myself, but all in vain,
My eyes pour out eyes like rain,
With a aching heart and pains so fiercely,
Leaving me empty, sad and lonely.

All I need is a shoulder,
A warm hug to make me feel calmer,
Someone to wipe away my tear,
And say, “My dear, I’m here.”

Endless task

Everyday feels like a endless task waiting to be completed. After all your family begin to take you for granted, make the breakfast, first of all three meals, do the washing up, stacking the dishes!
Grab a quick sandwich whenever you can, join a queue with shopping, go for a coffee in the morning and meet others as the day passes. Have some liberty before eyelids start dropping… Go to your room and isolate from everyone in the world. Alienate away from the ones we love, no matter how strong the bond might be… At the end of the day we are all human beings and everyone makes mistakes. Nobody was born into this world perfect, we entered onto this planet from our mother’s womb with times of distrust and being hated by people. So we will just have to spend the rest of our lives searching for a way to feel accepted.
People don’t like to hear the truth? Even our loved ones so you “struggle” from day to day on your own with chronic pain. Trying to do daily obstacles to get you through life, knowing you can’t always manage without any help. You don’t ask for help because you are to stubborn. You sit at your computer on WordPress.com uploading your stories and poems since joining on 22 May 2014 hoping you could make new friends and friendly faces. It’s quite interesting really because at the end of the day, I am just another figure. To my manager, who things she is awesome, but also makes mistakes, barely knows me on the inside where I work the night-shift. Yes, the graveyard shift. We are all tired and the place is haunted with spooks floating around the place. You’re not allowed to communicate with other co-workers so the only thing that gets you through the night is insanity. The sound of music from iPhones playing in your ears provides a little inspiration. You feel glad when you are allowed to sit back and have a break but even that goes too quickly. People sit and label racial prejudice, I have never labeled anyone in my life. But today’s society is full of expressions and opinions, views. I just sit and listen keeping my points to myself.

Alone

Alone in the evenings i wake
Alone I sit and stare
Alone I think upon my thoughts
Alone I cry out but no one hears
Alone in the darkness
Alone I feel afraid
Alone I’m unwanted
Alone I want to be somewhere else
Alone I watch over my shadow
Alone I sit through the storm
Alone I wish for good things to come
Alone I hope for the bad to go away
Alone I wonder if this is how I will stay

Just A Few Words

Just a few words
Pain emerges
Like emotions struck
With a million swords
It hurts unbearable
When tears come rolling down
The feeling undescribable
Questions challenged
Without a sound
Answers hidden are unknown
Amazing feelings are not realised
Hurt of the situation are not shown.