New Post (for you)

Day in and day out it rings in my head,

I should make a post,

I should pick my pen up.

But what is there to write about?

The weather? My mood? My going ons?

None of it seems like it matter, 

nothing seems to be of interest to write about.

Yet I know it should happen.

Nah, none of my ideas seem to take root

it all leads to an end after three lines.

Even now,

is this just a rant?

Beautiful flowers, 

bright skies.

Beautiful people,

bright minds.

To you dear reader, 

I express my thanks for reading this.

I do this for you,

Thank you, from the deepest depths.

Early Autumn Breeze

 Like a breath of fresh crisp autumn air

IDon'tKnowWhatIWasThinkingThereWasNoTrainOfThought

Making new friends day in and day out.

HowDoIKeepTrackHowDoIRememberNamesI'mTerribleAtIt

I love the feeling of finding someone new!

Stepping outside into the warm bright sun,

taking one step then another forwards.

All senses of tension, anxiety, fears washed,

a new sight and goal comes to mind.

I walk, run, pick up speed, not a care on my mind anymore.

What were the worries? Why would I worry?

The pace slows as my breath grows haggard,

I've run for long enough.

IDon'tWantToWalkBackToResponsibility

It's a ways to run back so I catch the bus face full of sweat,

People,PanicAndAnxietyReturn

It's my stop so I walk out into the crisp autumn air.

MyComfortPlaceMeansReality,MeansWorries.

How do we do this daily?

Choices of this Platform

This one? or this one?

Do I click this person? or this person?

Overwhelmed by choice,

Underwhelmed by some.

The duality of being given a choice yet unable to choose.

What if I chose them all?

The noise overwhelming my head,

is there an option not to choose?

What if I run? But where?

That start button entices me more.

How can I run from supporting people?

That's what I want from others.

Notice me more, 

prove to me I made the right choice.

Noises from too many tabs.. overwhelming,

I've made up my mind I tell myself, as my mouse hovers the START.

But I will be a good friend,

be a supportive person.

My conscious just would not let me be,

So I will support and start in hopes others are like me.

New Milestone

Written as a newborn,

a goal once thought afar to many.

If only, if only we knew.

Crushed under expectations and thoughts,

an alternative appears.

If only it were known.

Amidst all the giants, the whales,

we carve a niche.

If only that was us.

Now we know a taste,

now we know how it is.

Not if, but we grasp.

This new opportunity is for all,

not only for the high and elite.

We are here, in the now, we've made it but there are higher heights.

Search Again

Will we never change?

Has the heart stayed the same?

I don't understand all that's around me,

the whirlwind of thoughts inside.

Pushed around and toyed with on different levels.

Will my heart ever stop thinking,

of what could be and focus,

Focus on the here and now.

A plethora of visions and spectacles,

an environment that has changed.

Sprung up from the well of my soul.

So stay and be still,

enjoy the alterations before they're gone.

Will You?

Is there any place to run?

My heart lies in pieces.

Broken by those I once held close.

The darkness is all I have left.

Its comfort and touch comforting.

But it never stays.

Temporary as the thoughts that flit through my mind.

So will you,

The reader,

Be my friend?

Be the light of my life.

The unspoken words of this mouth

Yearn to whisper in your ear.

All my secrets and fears revealed to you.

For you will replace everyone.

Everyone in my mind.

You.

You're the one that's on my mind. 

Only you have the words to calm me. 

The words which I couldn't put out there. 

So I will keep telling you that iloveyou. 

I will keep caring about you. 

Please don't do anything un-necessary. 

It pains my heart to hear you want it. 

So what more do you want? 

What more can I give?

All I have it yours forever. 

There is nothing that tears at my heart more than being separated. 

My heart affects my mind. 

My mind, my actions. 

My actions, you...

So please come back to me. 

Be my sweet lovely. 

No one is as caring as you are to me.