Insecurities

This binding fear that holds me tight

My body stiffens, I'm filled with fright

I can't break its grip on me

Somehow I must get free

It chokes me and I gasp for air

As it drags me down into its lair

It surrounds me always and won't let go

This fear remains my never ending foe.

The Perfect Fit

Pieces randomly thrown
Some are left without
A match to those
Around. But when
The piece changes
Direction, it longs for just
One.

One that fits so well
and othrs join in, too
soon the piece that
was once so lost finds its
purpose, happily placed
with similar fits that
felt exactly the same as
that first unique piece.

Then that
piece finds its way
into a puzzle. That
lonely one was the
missing piece that all
others searched for.
That final piece
that completed the
puzzel.

Dreams

Dreams randomly appear in one's head
No one can control it
Day dreaming awake or asleep in bed
They flow naturally throught the mind

They can be sweet but don't seem to last
Some dream of the future
While others, the past
They can be the wildest dreams come true

No one notices the details in dreams
They float effortlessly along
Not looking at the seams
That bind it together

Simply, all see what they wish
Enjoying the moment
Letting sleep grab their wrist
And lead them into perfection

The New World

The bright, shiny new place
Picture perfect semblannce
But there are cracks at the base
Though everything seems okay

I'm in a new environment on my own now
All I can do is blend in and adapt
If only I knew how
I must trust my instincts

As I'm warming up to them I seem to be doing fine
I find others that I fit with
Who aren't straight in line
They're different, like me, finally

Those I can relate to
That know me so well now
As opposed to those I knew
It seems like a lifetime ago

I was a pawn
Not able to be myself
Thought I kept some friends as I moved on
I lost the ones untrue

Vibes

Everything has a pulse,

Nothing is silent.

Like water rushing by.

But not every pulse is violent.

There are small waves of energy.

Vibes, one might say.

All things give out something

In their own special way.

Some people are always happy,

So they give off good waves.

While others spread gloom

That makes others want to hide in caves.

Animals can sense them, too.

If the owner is sick, the pet stays close by.

They also sense fear and anger

When the room is tense, they will hide.

Everything has a pulse, vibe, or some kind of energy.

No matter how it’s said.

Everyone sees the message.

It’s not just in their head.

Stress

When one is under stress,
They become aware.
They see every mess,
Every detail, every hair.

The pressure builds until it hurts,
One gets shaky, nervous, or will cry.
Their emotions burst.
Desperate, they sink inside as they try to hide.

Soon one goes insane,
And they feel so lost,
They scramble their brain,
Or face the problem and pay the cost.

Change

Things happen in the blink of an eye,
Good to bad, bad to good, live or die.

Everything goes wrong but can come together,
But there are twists and turns.
Perfection won't last forever.

Things happen so fast.
They never last.

When life is great, it can fall apart.
You can't stop it.
Tragedy strikes like a dart.

Thing happen, life is crazy,
But we keep moving when the road is hazy.