Devils Whisper…

I see what you don’t!
I wish that I could open your eyes,
Rid of your blindness,
And finally let you see,
The beautiful colours around you,
That glistens around your circumference,
All at once,
From below,
And above,
Engulfing your whole mortal coil,
Your entirety,
Love radiates energy that transpires so loudly,
When it is pure,
And true,
It is visible to all,
But seemingly not you!
Somehow blind to it,
You are missing out on this organic beauty,
Is it your mistrust?
Or did I trust too much?
Are your faults to blame?
Or a fault of mine own?
Why am I even a factor?
I know that I have done no wrong,
At least not intentionally,
It’s a two person ticket on your love train,
But,
Envy,
Insecurity,
Suspicions of infidelity,
The devil whispers in your ear,
Clinging onto you,
Trying to ignite flames of jealousy,
Reaping from making you unhappy,
That negativity was his work,
Deceived,
You thought ill of me.
You being untrustworthy of me,
Has truly grazed me,
Bruised me,
And now I fear that it may not heal.
I know no other way to be but myself,
And so I wonder,
Am I at fault?
If so,
Will I continue to be,
Because I know not what to do,
But be myself,
Honest and true,
I would never betray you.
Has the Devil tainted your vision?
Distorted you perception?
Manipulated your impression?
Shaken you up enough to feel owed a confession?
When in fact this was the devils mission,
I have nothing to confess,
Yet I fear that my innocence has left you upset.
I now know not how to act,
What to do,
And fear that the only resolution is to distance myself from you.
I lose two,
But love should always come first,
If my absence is your remedy,
I back down humbly,
But let my actions not fool you,
I accept this duty for the saviour of your romance,
The only love I have ever had for either of you,
Has always been equally platonic.
Either way indecent thoughts were felt,
And travelled from a Devils whisper,
Delivered by your tongue,
Like a bullet to my head.
My heart belongs to another,
And even if there were any truth in the sabotage,
And Devils lies,
I hope one day you may recognise,
That I am loyal,
And would never betray someone,
Some two dear to me,
Never you,
Never you two,
I hope one day,
You may sincerely accept that fact loud and clear,
And come to love and trust me again too!

Shells Of Egg…

In a tangled web,
With shells of egg,
I fear where exactly I should tread,
Unbalanced from clouded dread,
Struggling to interpret the silence of forbidden hushed words unsaid.

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Roundabout…

Inspired by the TV show, West World…

See the record spinning?
Neither head nor tail,
Where’s the end or the beginning?
Round and around,
Full circle on demand,
Yet seemingly free,
Deceit!
Tis all engineered,
Placed by God,
Or something supernatural,
A force beyond our understanding,
It’s all engineered,
Designed,
Rigged,
Already chosen,
A hidden force manipulates,
What we perceive to be free Will.
Play,
Stop,
Skip,
Handle with care,
Delicately,
Avoiding wear and tear,
Scratch that,
And the sound will slack,
Skipping,
Trying to take it back.
It loops,
Circling like a hoola hoop,
Rhythm fast,
Rhythm slow,
Rhythm go,
Go,
Go,
Over and Over,
Because the master made it so.
A mirage of freedom,
In reality,
A soul trapped against its Will,
Destined only for fatality,
Things aren’t what they appear to be,
Russian roulette,
A fascade of tranquillity,
When really brutality,
A journey that you will endlessly repeat,
Yet we still forget,
The purpose as to why,
We do not know yet,
Bewitched,
Trickery,
We learn with regret,
And then we try to learn some more,
Starved with zero power,
I am mentally impaired,
But a sensitive suffragette,
Slightly aware that things are not right,
Stuck in an endless maze,
I hope for something more,
That there is some reason behind this treason,
But for now,
We lack control,
Lost in a game that we did not sign up for,
Chained to the tightest strings,
We are but puppets,
Stuck in a wretched game,
That we are forced to Play,
On this tainted roundabout,
In shades of grey.

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You Know Me Mentally…

Some of you don’t know me,
Perhaps some of you do,
Perhaps some of you will,
Perhaps some of you won’t,
In a physical sense I mean,
Not sexual,
But sensual,
A strong connection,
Beyond face to face
Or rubbing shoulders,
We share mindfulness,
All of my readers,
You know me mentally,
You are on this journey with me,
It’s long
And tough,
But you keep coming back,
And I really appreciate that!
My honesty is for everyone,
To learn,
Share,
Connect,
And see,
How ill mental health can be.
My self appointed mission,
Is to share the stuff others don’t or wont say or see,
With you by my side,
I do not mind the vulnerability,
Of sharing what is happening to me,
Because I may inspire some,
But I am empowered by you,
You are my light in the dark,
My anchor in the sea,
You give me the gift of stability,
Communicating with you gives me clarity,
Our unity,
Helps me own up to being me,
Not the false person that society dictates that I should be,
This website right here,
I speak of nothing but the truth,
No sugar coating,
Filter,
Or honesty proof,
This is my story,
Who I am,
How you can really get to know me,
No time or distance can get in the way,
This website says all I have to say.

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A FESTIVAL FROM NO ONE RETURNS! May it be just as successful if not more so then last years…

I would like to publically thank all that have supported me so far this year, those of you that visited me in hospital, those that have stayed in contact with me throughout my mental health struggles, in person, via social media, phone calls, emails and texts, those of you that celebrated my birthday with me whilst I was released from hospital for a few hours and those of you who have shared, posted and donated towards my crowdfunding. I am now out of hospital. I am continuing my journey of recovery and my main priority right now is organising my festival, “A FESTIVAL FROM NO ONE RETURNS”! I am very proud to announce that I have hit my target of £1100!!! This would not have been possible without your help. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you and promise to organise the most inspiring, motivational, informative, creative and insightful day on July 22nd that I can and that the contributions donated to charity will be put to good use within the mental health system. This is a joint venture and I thank all that have helped once more. You are all saints! As always, this year has had so much sadness and disaster but so much so on our doorsteps of late. I am so sorry for the people that have lost loved ones in Manchester and London this year. I admire the vast amount of good people in my social media network who have come together and helped those in need. It proves that there is still goodness and that there are still kind hearted people in this world, and we must hold onto that in solidarity.
I focus on mental health because it is close to my heart and such a big part of my own life, my empathy for others whom struggle gives me strength to fight for the cause of mental health awareness. I have always cared about others more then myself. It is hard work but a great pleasure to try and create something positive for the greater good of others! This world without selfless acts and genuine good will is one that I do not want to be a part of, one person can idealise, a unity of people can actually make things happen. Together we are! Join me, and we shall! xxx

People Want To Talk About Butt Implant’s And Donald Trump….

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I’ve got to stop with this self obsession,
Blabbing on and on about my depression,
Hiding behind my computer screen,
Never to be seen,
Like I’m some kind of Phantom,
Typing real hard to get through my tantrum.
People want to talk about butt implants and Donald Trump,
Politics and elections,
Not my imperfections.
No One cares about me,
I’m not a celebrity!
I can put myself out there,
But it won’t go viral,
Regardless I shall still project the words born out of my venomous downward spiral,
Because once released they will be out there for eternity,
A non expired shelf life that shall reign long after you and me.
My words may just skip right past you,
Jump over your head,
But the notion of them helping someone,
Even if I am dead,
Makes it all worthwhile for me,
And worth being said,
Because actually I am not self obsessed,
Yes I do share my distress,
But to help others who are equally troubled and feel worthless.
I have been criticised but also thanked for my honesty,
Told that my words have helped,
Ignited a bit of light in others darkness,
And so as long as I have the power to confess,
I shall,
Not to share for sharing sake,
But to empower and unite with those who need it,
And with the internet being the ultimate tardis,
It will harbour my words forevermore,
For those that need and will benefit.

If you like me, like all of me…

You don’t have to run away,
You needn’t be scared,
I just appreciate honesty,
And I am leading by this example.
You may find it to heavy,
Inappropriate evan,
It is not my intention to make you feel uncomfortable.
I just hate lies,
I hate deceit,
I appreciate honesty.
I know that I do not owe it to you,
It is not compulsory,
Some may consider it private,
But I am not ashamed,
I am scared though,
And being open about everything,
Helps me accept my situation.
I cannot hide from it,
I will not shy from it,
And if you want to know me,
I will leave nothing out,
And so you can embrace me,
All of me.