Author: Simone

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My Insecurities

My Insecurities


They are my jailers
and they hurt me.
They keep me in a dark cold room
where no light will thrive.
In a corner I am shackled
for good measure.
Escape seems impossible.

They are large scabs 
that never quite heal.
There is no balm that can soothe them.
Just under the skin,
their onslaught of venomous magots
reinfect me.

They wield decay
always.
Hope never has roots to grow.
Before I can think it
possibilities vanish before my eyes.
I have been mortally wounded
no surgeon can save me.

On the edge of light and darkness 
I perch.
I cannot take flight because my wings of been clipped
the sears of doubt
have permanently anchored me.

I falter and flutter
in this glass bottle.
I am trapped.

Though escape seems impossible
I must attempt it

or die

You Can’t Fix What You Don’t Know.

You Can't Fix What You Don't Know

                                                         sg.
You know what you know
and don't what you don't.
The view from a distance looks better
then the one up close,

"right I'm gonna take a closer look."

Never happens.

Too painful,
better to avoid what will make you unhappy.

So it's really is true?
Ignorance is bliss.
The best kind.
The kind that will leave you an amputee
who never feels the pain
of loss.
Never even knew you lost something.

Until you need it.

Then you scramble frantically
searching
for what has been lost.

Now you know something is missing.

To find it you have to bring your lenses close
and start searching...

I Will Bring You Back

I Will Bring You Back
                                    SG

For I will bring you back...

Back from the edge of doom,
back from your own folly,
I will give you what you need to restore all that you have lost,
I will bring you back.

When everything has been stripped from you
fret not your sorrow will not last.
When the end is over and you have accepted your lot
I will bring you back.

After it has all been written - 
what was first spoken.
Then I will cast my eyes on you
and speak a new story for you
that will be written about you.
I will bring you back.

You will not have to cry for the lost
nor mourn for what is no more.
You will carry your shield of faith,
when it is restored.
I will return your armour
new again,
fit for the new battle to come.
I will be the light you need
to go on your way.
I will make your path clear
enough to make your way sure.
I will breathe new life in you.

For I will bring you back!

Reversal of Fortune

Reversal of Fortunes


That puffed peacock 
bold, brash and confidently wrong - 
Now nestled in comfortably among the donkeys.

Reversal of fortunes knows humility.

Tears of regret now echo
replaced by unabashed merriment.

Reversal of fortunes - 
a serious matter indeed.

A wealth of knowledge once prized
when it is seen clearly -
now a cesspool of folly.

Reversal of fortunes brings decay into sharp focus.

The forever youngs parade no more,
where plastic cannot hide the time,
the ugliness seeps through the cracks.

Reversal of fortune - 
beauty has no sway.

Where strength and grit was the order of the day,
now frailty and faintness have made themselves at home.

Reversal of fortunes - 
where power turns to dust.

When you think you have figured it out
life suddenly proves to you how misinformed you are.

Reversal of fortunes - 
a lifelong lesson...

Knowing…

Knowing

I know nothing..
this is what I should know.
If I tell you I have found the secret
remind me of this - 

There is nothing that I know unless He tells me,
He tells no lie and tells no secret...

So I know that I know 
nothing...

I have searched among the thorns and the rivers
of my own blood shed intermittently...

It is beyond my small world.
A world that has become a battleground for the knowledge I do not need.
And so
I only know that i know not...

I know fear and pain - 
treasures in this world.
but I do not know - 
truly know
much beyond this.

But I know there is more...
I feel it.
I can see the tip of my nose
But I know there is more to see.

I am knowing...
But...
I do not know
Yet.

The Grieve!

The Grieve!
                     S.G

Please - 
give me today.

Tomorrow I will laugh and dance and sing.


Today let me grieve.


The pain is too much to bear.

I do not know how..

The words are not enough...

This white sheet
has four corners that limit my grief.

Let me wrap myself in my shroud of grief
pile ashes high like Blue Mountain Peak
on my head.

Let my grieve!

Let me die a little today
come back  later
and carry on,
no ascension
right here so
I will stay.

Right now it is too much
to bear.


Right now I cannot stop these tears.

I cannot be your strength

I cannot bring you ease.

All I have is my grief.


So let me grieve!

Let me cry, bawl and halla
When I am done
I will smile through these same tears.

It doesn't matter just let me be.

But when I am done
 I will never be the same.

                   

                              *bawl -to cry 
                              **halla - (holler) to cry out loudly