These Voices

Don’t criticize me and my choices

I’m just so tired of all the voices

Inside my head they swirl, turn

For silence I constantly yearn

Still louder until I’ve drowned

These voices in my head pound

When finally I get in a word

They make me feel so absurd

Force me to question each move

Anxious for others to approve

But no matter which way I go

I am always faced with a blow

Self doubt, is my worst enemy

From [it] I need to flee

So into myself I’ll go, retreat

Maybe one day this won’t repeat

by Mac

 

Self-Destruct

Pieces of me lay on the floor, cannot put myself back together again
I have torn the flesh from my own limbs and I am only bones now
The parts of me that once were beautiful are now ugly and decayed
I reek of death and loss as the Grim Reaper comes with his plow©

by Mac

Pull Back The Curtain

Pull back the curtain and you will see all the things hidden in me
Locked away deep in my soul, these are what make me whole
Keeping them covered from view, so not to hurt all of you
But I must embrace who I have become, my entire sum
Living a secretive way is not how to spend every day
Making the choice is harder still, but I know I will
Because when I choose me, then am I set free©

by Mac

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Our Passion Burns

Passion as a fire burns around my heart
Whenever you are near the embers start
Despair and pain wield swords to destroy
“I cannot get enough of you,” is their ploy
My mind is a blur, all I can think of is you
As I look into the future, all I see is us two

Do you feel the same my love, never apart
Passion like fire burns around your heart
Will you hold me close and fight for us too
Against all who try to destroy me and you
Happiness for today I hope we can defend
Our destiny entwined until the very end©

by Mac

 

Face Of Darkness

Shall I cower in the face of Darkness?
Let it take me by the hand into its bosom
Fall victim as the ones that have gone before
As it woos me like prey being drawn by the hunter
I am unable to be pulled back from its clutches anymore
They all say, “You must fight harder,” but my strength is gone
Darkness shall be my captor and I will be in perfect peace at last©

by Mac

Is It All An Illusion?

Is happiness an illusion, just a pure delusion?
Cards in the hand of a master, going faster and faster
Playing tricks on the masses, as time passes
Disappearing into smoke, leaving the crowd to choke

Fooled again by the trickster, his hands move quicker
So again this joy from me is gone, yet I live on
Causing my heart to disappear, gone forever I do fear
Fool me once shame on me, will I ever be free?

He waves a wand, then everything is all gone
Leaving us in wonderment, as the final curtain is rent
Is happiness an illusion, just pure confusion?
Back to the start we begin, leaving me to wonder again©

If you enjoyed this piece, please also see World Is My Stage

 

 

Down, Down, Down

The rain falls onto my window pane 
Painting pretty pictures in lines and droplets
See it fall and swirl around the drain
Then capturing a green leaf that is in its path

I imagine a voyage upon this leaf
As the water, it pulls me down, down, down
Where will I end up or how brief?
It doesn’t matter, as I feel the water take me

Close my eyes as I feel it drift away
Unaware of the danger that’s lurking ahead
All I know, I want to get away today
I will deal with the reality of life tomorrow©

by Mac

My Message

Put my emotions in a bottle and set them free at sea

They washed onto the shore and you found them for me

You released me from my burden, handled with so much care

But realized it wasn’t healthy to keep my feeling locked up in there

Assured me that it was safe, a place that I was free to let my emotions go

Filled with apprehension, yet a freeing sence indeed, as I saw my feelings flow©

by Mac

 

Enemy At The Gate

An enemy lurks and waits, pacing outside my gates
His battle plan is to destroy, but he offers up a ploy
Let’s sign a treaty, a pact, his objective is to distract
Call to battle, sound thee alarm, can’t allow to harm

To conquer this and succeed, strength’s what I need
Hold my ground, my sword, weakness I can’t afford
Who knows how long he’ll tarry, my great adversary
Blackness in his big hand, attempts to take my land

I must not give in but push back, courage can’t lack
If he was allowed to succeed, plundering with greed
Mind and body would be a loss, destined to be chaos
Depression is my opponent, must overcome, own it©

by Mac

Order In Chaos

“Chaos is merely order waiting to be deciphered.”
― José Saramago, The Double

In a world full of chaos I am drawn to order and straight lines. They bring me a sense of peace and happiness. Perhaps it is because with life around me going every which way; the hustle and bustle of people is enough at times to make me withdraw into my anxiety. I look for things that are neat, organized and precise. To capture these things in a photo is amazing and gives me great pleasure. ~Mac

Daily Post Photo Challenge: Order

by Mac©

 

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