Shining Thru

Blank

A clean sheet of paper floating in the wind

Brought down and tossed back up

The wings of the fairies dance around the purity

Light shines in rays of brightness through the trees

The open field is a playground

A dancing parade for the emptiness

Not knowing where to go, trapped in the beauty

The moment of nothing

No worries, no pressing matters

Lost in the light of the day

Nothing good, nothing bad

Just peace

Trapped in the monotony, Day in and Day out

Feeling like there is no escape, No time off

Vacation is a dream of foggy delusion

Escape to rest without worry isn’t even a fantasy

Worry without regret, not wanting guilt left over

Stress and concern in mounting denial

Waiting for the right time that will never come

The perfect moment for bad news

The perfect moment to fix everything

Not wanting to hurt, but wanting to love

Trapped between preventing and embracing

Loving passion waiting on the other side of disaster

Explosion of unrealized desires

Wanting to get there but not knowing the direction to take

Lost in the grind of daily living

Needing release that isn’t found in routine

But lack the time to deviate from life…

I think that the human race has been so set on taking over the world that there is no longer an escape from society.  No place that you wouldn’t have to worry about the conventions that have been set forth.

It’s as if we are all trapped on an island of rules and regulations.  Society following you wherever you go.  There is no safe haven, some people can manage to keep their homes just for themselves and their families, but many, many others are allowing society to infiltrate in there as well.  Going by what society says in order to raise their children even though it’s not what they want in some cases. 

So why is it that we can’t escape?  No matter which direction we turn or what road we go down, society is there waiting or quickly following on our footsteps.  I do think that having some rules is a good thing; however, it would be nice just to get away from time to time.  To be able to feel free and just be yourself without someone commenting or judging.  Even when you don’t care what someone thinks about you, it can still become obnoxious that they feel they have the right to judge you.

Brick wall covered in dirt

Surrounds the trapped mind

Not knowing only wondering

Thinking chaotic confusion

Circles swirling in the entrapment

Tumbling, Spinning, Something Missing

Pounding want for understanding

Falls on deaf ears

Muted by the bricks and stone

Alone and cold, you wait

Fighting the natural instinct to scream

You wait, listen, thinking

Round and Round you travel within yourself

Discovering the own horrors and depths of your mind

Finding the enclosed space of your head and thoughts to suffocate

Arms wrapping around as the only defense

The bricks and dirt close in on the spinning mind.