Lead them with a lie
but watch the trust grow
and grab onto the fabrication
so everything will be alright
and you can be a good person
for a little bit longer.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
Lead them with a lie
but watch the trust grow
and grab onto the fabrication
so everything will be alright
and you can be a good person
for a little bit longer.
Reach across
and try to understand
someone identical in appearance
but alien in nature.
Who is the wrong one?
Who is real?
Will the one who loses
even matter
in the end?
Passenger status denied,
take control of your life
and steer the choices
you are faced with.
No more pretending
it’s not in your hands,
grab a direction
and run with all
or no regrets.
Tiptoe into security
and blend with the scenery,
watching a mindless task
that brings peace
performed by your everything,
reminding you that simple things
can cure a heavy heart
even on rainy days.
State your value
with your speed
and proficiency,
be noticed and recognised
as worthy
while the struggling
are ignored.
Numbers dwindle,
because those
who don’t perform
don’t exist.
Sink into familiar
to surround with comfort,
knowing the outcome
but enjoying the tranquil,
a world away
for twenty minutes,
a moment to centre
and remember yourself.
Lost your identity
with only a persona,
performing the services
of your title
but unable to scrape away
the layer
and discover
the long-lost
shine beneath.
Leap over the boundary
and discover your limit
has changed,
your horizon broadened.
Is it for the better?
Or does the beyond
push you too far
for too long?
Lonely shadow
steps into a spotlight,
taking a risk for help
after pain and longing
entered their world
and overwhelmed
the love and safety
that once existed.
Warm hands reach out
and offer comfort,
reflecting the past
and bringing hope
to return for a future.
Colour my world
with coated mud
and scraped green,
exploring vast blues
to discover eternal black
and white,
knowing in the end
you are colour blind.