A Mindless Meaning

Rushing through the wild I know I have nowhere to turn,

Reaching in all directions for not nothing but something, something unknown to me

Confusion erupts through the inward soul I have kept and I lash out at myself in spite,

Reducing me to what is now an unrecognizable being

Swarming around are whispers and accusations holding fast,

Leaving space for nothing but what I despise,

A cancer of my created world, a death upon my plate,

Deep in the center of my core I know it has to be over,

And I shred every last hope and memory to rid myself of anything more than it all.  

HGM 

11/8/15

Natural Justice

Shouting through to the empty walls, there is no recipient for the longing of souls connected,

Desperation for belonging buried what little flame there was, masking it behind a facade of smiles unreal with contempt and defeat

And the disappearance begins, beckoning and calling names to taunt panic and arise infliction 

Yet on its strongest day desperation leaves a flickered flame behind 

With a hopeful lone sound of precious rich timbre 

The velvet ringlets of affinity come in gracefully as a rescue

A soft voice and untired eyes readying to fill the void that is the extinguished flame

Familiarity of condition calls desperation to return and draws souls nearer 

As the worlds collide to a harmonizing unbalance, bringing dissonance and disruption to the very paths of the mundane,

A flame ignited and

A natural justice


HGM

11/5/15