Unsure, the black cloud.

I am unsure how it is possible
how can I be so sure we are meant to be,
how can we love each other so deeply, so true
so perfectly in sync, our souls constantly dancing a song-less waltz
of passion, joy, friendship and true love....

Yet our life is pure tragedy.

We move forward, step foot into the light,
doing all that is right, what is needed and expected,
Yet when we find comfort and peace
suddenly a black cloud surrounds our very lives.

It seems it waits, watching it stalks us,
pouncing only when happiness and peace finds us.

If we get ahead, that cloud pushes us back,
if we get comfortable, that cloud brings us pain
if we find happiness, that cloud it brings us sadness

We send out good, sharing, caring, giving
we cleaned up the bad, no more excess, no more vices

yet that black cloud still remains

we push through the frustration, the torment, the depressing and angst,
trying to force and foster happiness, peace and joy once again,
but the black cloud it digs deeper never letting go, reminding us

always reminding us of the doubt, the lack of self worth,
the pain and despair that seems to always whisper in our ears.

We sit out in the pure sun, to chase away the black cloud....
the sun warms and baths us in it's luxurious light, bringing us a moment
or our dream of joy, peace and comfort, but when we gain it,
when we step back into life,
the black cloud appears, enveloping us in it's cold damp despair once again.

"UndiscoveredSoul"

The Abyss

I miss the illusion of the past, those things I thought as reality

My faith and trust you wore as a disguise....
Through my trust in you, you hid your lies

Now I am stuck a nightmare of which I can no longer bear.
My life, this reality is now a vortex of despair

No longer trying, no movement forward, forever going nowhere
one step back, one step back, tumbling into the abyss.

Pride, passion, faith and drive vanished dropped away
one step down, one step down into the abyss.

Future sealed, no hope for improvement,
struggling
gasping
succumbing
sucked down into the abyss

"UndiscoveredSoul"

Books Have Covers, to Judge One Another....

When you Judge a book by it's cover,
you leave the pages un-turned
and the treasure within undiscovered.

When you judge a book by it's cover,
you define by the visual, by the assumptions,
but in turn you have defined your self.

Covers and assumption do not define who we are,
what we can or can not do,
what we can or can not become.

Covers and judgments are shortcomings of the beholder,
who lack the depth of character to search
within their subject, to truly explore
the hidden treasures within.

Stuck in reverse...

Stuck in the past, only focus on the negatives.
Stuck in the past, old worry, emotion and regret.
Only see what WAS, letting what IS slip by.

It stares you in the face, the joy, happiness and beauty,
but your vision is clouded with thoughts of yesterday
It slips through your fingers, the blessings and gift of today,
left holding despair, regret and sorrow.

On a constant turning wheel of sadness and self pity
unable to get off, unable to stop,
a compulsion to focus on what was.
That energy is wasted, the past song long sung


Move forward into today, not defined by what was
but creating a new definition by the lessons once learned.
Live for today, hope for tomorrow, but never let the past poison the present.