I step out into the winter of my mind.
Glancing around at the desolate architecture
Of walls with no doors.
Windows with no views.
Wrapped in sanity loose scarf.
I constantly beg for its touch.
My extremities crave its clarity and warmth.
The harsh chill of insecurity and doubt taunt me.
The frost of fear lingers in the air.
I expose myself to the elements.
The biting wind of change chills my static bones.
Forcing me to move.
The grey day is getting shorter.
I must find a way to make it over the frozen mountain of uncertainty.
I will not be a victim of my own circumstances.
The glow of resiliency lies just beyond the steel cages of my hypothermic mind
He hides his coldness behind a mask of charm.
His true intentions only to disarm.
Lies escape his lips
That never tell.
He plays the game so well.
He is an obsession
A handsome vision
With one glance you’ll be smitten.
He’ll wrap you up tight in his contradictions.
Fanning the flames
Of your incineration.
On and Off
This last year was like Gilbert Gottfried’s voice.
Annoying and hard to forget.
Well-meaning, I suppose
And quite a funny darling to some.
This last year was akin to reading Kant
Difficult to understand and once learned
Excessively demanding in its requirements.
No lesson comes without pain.
There’s renewal in regret.
I run away from self-loathing and apathy
into stirring truths and shameless living.
And a new year made up of only sexy, sassy things.
Random song. This takes me back to London and the O2 The year-2009. There’s a story there. Next time.
The soft snow blankets the ground.
I stop along the road.
Reaching toward the sweet bliss falling down.
My soul gets lost in the winter wonder.
Skipping like a child across a mystic white river.
Carefree, Basking in the invisible freedom
Dancing as the trees smile in the stillness.
I bow to a December moon so clear and cold
The icy hands of time forces me to keep moving on.
May the spirit of Christmas find us .Let it be a balm of comfort and peace, a vessel for love and giving. a beacon of light and hope. May it reside in our hearts forever.
A Christmas message and song from me to you. Followed by an original tune. (work in progress) much like me.
Listen to Last Kiss (cover, vocals only) by Tosha Michelle 2020 #np on #SoundCloud