random writings

this post is a few different things i wrote long time ago
that i recently found and decided to post them here.

saturated in dreams, i am caught up in illusional things.
overwhelmed by pain and shame, i am forced to play by the rules of the game.

left behind standing in shadows. veils and lies disguise my eyes of realities i cant not accept

a burning fire, ignited by the heart's desire, is not always what will transpire when jets of water douse the flames. it's life's games

this flame was once bright, shining through clouds and haze, now is dimly lit and struggling to keep the dark at bay as it tries to take over
the dark pushes still to extinguish the tiny flame that can show the way through to bright warmth. it suffocates with cold and emptiness

the damage drips out from the part that cant lie, where the heart pours out and the pain tries to hide
From the eyes where the truth lies, emotions and feelings pour, in our minds is where our eagles soar.

Pillow soaked by drops of sadness and emotion. Insomnia playing tag team on my ability to dream.

i've escaped from it's hands numerous times. the cold grasp of empty hollow feelings.
endurance
and i laid down in it's grasp for a short while. embracing the gripping hands, felt the feelings and emotions rampant.
resistance

Bright and radiant moon shining, Beaming into my dimly lit world.
Illuminating warmth spreading, smothering, blanketing a sense of calm.

a solitary thought trickles down from isolation into a plethora of mind chatter
and thought traffic and comes out in dreams we never remember

falling, light as a feather. landing, hard as a rock. brainstorming like the weather hitting my brain with such a shock.

Riled are the emotions, while thinking up the notions. Like staring at the waves of the ocean.
It syphons out the energy of the mind. It pulls you until your thoughts are left behind and intertwined with feelings of old or of futures.

Tired are the eyes of my soul, as I climb ever so persistently out of this hole. A refusal to let life win.

the clouds covers and hover over any thoughts, keeping them down and gray. i often wish for a hint of relief as my mind wanders day by day.
expressing things from within the clouds that cover, is nothing more than a distraction from the dreams of lovers in love and having peace.

the cloud consumes what's in my mind. the truth that hides i did not find. to read completely between the lines, will keep me confined within my mind.

this one isn't old, i wrote it minutes after my cat of 20 years
died in my hands:

words escape through distractions and light refractions, yet the memory is there.
laying in agony, to have witnessed such a tragedy. it's laid claim to the mainframe that is my brain that i try to maintain