An Instant

An instant in time
It seems to stretch
Reality becomes no more than a blur
As the single beat of the heart
Echoes like a peal of thunder

Air is simply in the way
An inconvenience
Breathing is an option
That need not be observed
No sense of such need

An age passes without a throb
A pause
Without care or pain
Contemplation of life is only a trifle
Just a soul at peace
Without the bounds of justification

An instant
When all seems as it should
Focus is granted to all the truths of right
Overwhelming the senses with a feeling of purpose
All knowledge is found

Life has purpose
Good is rewarded
The spirit stretches its arm towards the heavens
Fate reaches into the mind
And the mind looks for the hand of God

Reality is in that eye
As it penetrates the bleak of night
The suffering has foundation
The purpose is clear
Right will prevail

And the universe blinks once more
The heart beats again
The instant is gone
Existence is restored
The reality of Hell and ones damnation returns.




[i][size="1"]G - August 2008[/size][/i]

Alone In Time

Alone in time
Lost in space
Wandering alone
Without a place

Only a misfit
In the world of others
Any attempt to fit in
Only all hope smothers



Worn down by trying
To be places not wanted
Tired of his being
The one not counted

Always there for others
Rejected for his own needs
Only there to serve
His own thoughts are but weeds

Blight upon the world
Annoyance to Society
Any protest on his part
Just an attack on propriety

Toy to be used at desire
Used up and thrown away
There to take all the blame
On him the price to pay

Pretend he doesn’t even exist
His wishes certainly do not
It is never about him
Promises to him easily forgot

Used at will and when needed
Used whenever one feels stirred
Then the feeling he help find
To another are just transferred

There to make others feel good
Provide what others have denied
When no longer that is needed
Cast once more to the side

Builder of emotion and desire
That others have let stale
Then feelings he help rekindle
Replaced by a heart piercing nail

Hidden behind a veil in secret
His existence that is forbidden
The reality of it being
Kept from the world hidden

Until it is inconvenient again
Then once more he is crushed
Left behind to his own devises
Being once more simply flushed

It is never about him
Just as he never has a say
He is only here to serve
When not wanted to go away

He made promises and keeps them
So will keep the secrets quite
Silent in his own prison
The noble White Knight

He will take all the blame
World knowing it all his fault
The price he has force to pay
He must hide in a secret vault

While others go back
To the life as before
Once more he is closed
Behind that locked door

He never really existed
He was only a passing toy
Quickly wearing out welcome
Soon found to be cloy

Left once more alone in time
Forever lost in void space
To wander all eternity alone
That is his only place.


G - Nov 2008

Time Ticking

Time keeps ticking, ticking, ticking away
Things stay persistent and nothings seems to change
Eternal isolation, constant mental torture
Different day, just another feeling of the deranged

Yearning to return to that time I did not feel
Period of untainted numbness that kept away anguish
Before emotions awoke to awareness of what others experience
Things inconceivable until known, now just lead to languish

Unending sorrow for that momentarily occurrence
The accidental glitch in reality’s veiled fabric
Feelings that were not supposed to be mine to feel
Taken back away, concealed by barriers as if brick

Cruel is the night which tortures mind and soul
Thoughts of that instant in time that was an unexpected taste
Of the paradise, living fantasy that never could be
Turning all hopes and dreams into a land of barren waste

Days waiting for a future with no chance to ever be
Destiny stolen from the chances of life’s paths pursued
Leaving only blank nothingness for possibilities
In a mind so cruelly awakened to feelings denuded