Exploration of The MIND

A journey of discovery

Two halves of a different kind

 

split-personality

Twisted excursions of the mind
Denote something of a different kind
A hidden self lost within
Free to roam
Unconscious of sin

How does one escape themselves
When deep within
Lies someone else
A stranger
Yet a part of you
Another being, which makes you two

Behind the dark
I hear your cries
Beyond it all
I hear your call
Torn between my frame of mind
I don’t know where to turn it all

What’s more than lonely
But an empty space
An unknown indifference
Creates a void
As distorted minds
Strive to find
Something of a different kind

Who am I
But not me
Am I you
Is there a we
Maybe to discover you
First I must discover me!

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March 15, 2009 Posted by | poetry | , , , , , | 2 Comments

I have something i want to say

 

flower

I have something I want to say
Although it doesn’t matter now anyway
I thought I would
I know I should
And if you don’t like it – well, that’s ok.

What makes me so different from you?
Why you look down your nose at me
Is it that I hold my head high
And take pride in my stride
Why you treat me so differently

Is it that I’m doing for me
What you want done for you
But can’t be bothered to do for yourself

Or is that unlike all the rest
I still wish you all the best
This was never a pretence for me

I’ve always been good to you
And my word has always been true
But never the less
You’ve made things a mess
And there’s nothing you can do

I have one more thing to say
Although it doesn’t matter now anyway
I thought I would
I know I should
You probably won’t like it
But I’m going to say it anyway.

What makes you so different from me
Is that behind that smile
Your conceited and vile
like an open book
I’ve read you thoroughly

I’ve not really much else to say
It probably wouldn’t matter if I did anyway
Because what I know of you is true
So my words won’t matter to you
You probably wasn’t listening anyway. 

 

March 5, 2009 Posted by | poetry | Leave a comment

Remember…..

secret-hideaway

Remember that place we used to go
over the hill and down the way
That place where secret moments lay hidden
and distant memories are stored away

Under the moonlight we lay
amidst the blanket of the warm night sky
delicately the stars came out to play

The tale of a forbidden love
lead to the retreat to our secret hideaway
where there we stayed
tucked right away
Locking out the world
keeping watchful eyes at bay

Remember that place
we used to go
over the hill
and down the way
For there’s a story to be told
about that place where secret moments lay hidden
and distant memories are stored away.

 

March 2, 2009 Posted by | poetry | , , , | 3 Comments

Confinement

bedroom-door

I sit alone in my room
A solitude of confinement
Yet my haven from all the outside mess.
Predators knocking at my door
Waiting to consume me off my sanity.

I sit alone in my room
A solitude of confinement
My hiding place from the hell
that awaits me
The hell that continuously beats at my door

Running i can’t do no more
So here I’ll hide safe behind my door
Untill courage
prevails trepidation
And no longer will the door be my shield
But the key to my freedom

But for now i’ll continue to sit alone in my room
My solitude of confinement
My haven from all the outside mess.

March 1, 2009 Posted by | poetry | , , | Leave a comment

The Warrior Within

Within me lies a warrior
silent like the night
with a vigorous strength
not yet fully revealed to me

She feeds on your weakness
which to you are not aware
is the ugly side of a deeper you
a side i didn’t know was there

Intrigued by your logic
I let you go your way
but beware i sit back and watch
like a predator hunting their prey

The battles yours
yet the victory will be mine
for the warrior fights within
together she and i make a stand
together we are unstoppable.

                    Written by Leonie Isaacs

February 18, 2009 Posted by | Personal stuff, poetry | , , | Leave a comment