Light and dark Day and night Sunrise and sunset The sun is up And you can feel its heat On your skin That brightens soul And everything is right Once again When the dark Haunts the sky The bad thoughts Enter the mind Which brings your life To a standstill. Alex
At night I wake up It looks blindly dark You can almost taste it What steals my sleep Is pain That of the body Or that of the mind And writing My words down Is the only thing That brings me Any kind of relief. Alex
The beehive is home To the bees Who work so hard To keep the hive as one family unit With their little wings The softest noise While helping every little flower They keep the cycle of life alive And give us the sweetest honey.
I’m sorry boy That a person with your own blood Treats you like you were dirt And when the beatings Didn’t bring you down On your knees anymore The words That cut like knives Took the place of the physical abuse A cycle that you can’t get out of With the fear that You will … Continue reading Off The Topic Thursdays/ Abuse
On a boat ride With the sun on my face The soft breeze And the gentle waves With that cuddling sound Adding to nature’s music But the tables Have turned And the sea became cold When people are trying to escape war In a sea that has More plastic waste Than it has fish.
Social media Is the body fuel Your life Now depends on Likes and shares Sending hate Is one click away And all our friends Are behind a screen The new way Of showing emotion Is by sending An emoji. Alex
I have To fake smile Since The pain In my mind Is Invisible So it’s Something that No one Can see So They don’t Believe me When I Tell him That It’s there. Alex
A street divided One side with the rich And one side with The poor The rich with shopping bags But when you turn your head You see people on the pavement Begging for something To eat While watching The people on The other side Throwing away Their money and Good yummy food
The bluest of skies With a silent breeze The most golden of wheat And the birds Singing their sweet song So peaceful Outside that little house But inside There is a man That is tired Of fake smiles Fed up of pretending That everything is good And right When his mind Is sick And dark … Continue reading Off The Topic Thursdays/ Hidden Truths
When a writer Has a writer’s block It feels like His life is unbalanced Lifeless without that Rush that comes With the passion of words It’s like a fish Without its water And like bees Without their honey