MY CRANIUM IS CURRENTLY IN COMPRESSION MODE,

EMOTIONAL OVERLOAD

I DO MY BEST TO HOLD IT IN

BUT THAT'S FAST FEELING LIKE A SIN



SICK OF CONVERSATING WITH PEOPLE WHO THINK THAT THEY CAN RELATE TO ME,

WHEN BLATANTLY,

MY FRUSTRATION HAS A LEVEL OF PAIN THAT THEY FAIL TO SEE.

SO WHY CAN'T PEOPLE JUST LET ME BE?



HOW TUPAC SAID, 'I EXIST IN THE DEPTH OF SOLITUDE'

SO WHEN I DON'T COME ACROSS AS TALKATIVE,

PLEASE DON'T THINK I'M BEING RUDE.

BUT WHEN CAUGHT UP IN MY THOUGHTS,

I'M FAR FROM EASILY AMUSED



THE TASTE OF BLOOD HAS BECOME FAR TOO FAMILIAR

FROM ALL THE OCCASIONS OF BITING MY TONGUE

REPEATEDLY MADE TO FEEL THAT MY VIEWS DON'T COUNT

SIMPLY BECAUSE I AM 'YOUNG'.



BUT MY CONNECTION TO THE UNIVERSE PROVIDES ME WITH A UNIQUE STRENGTH,

A HUMBLE FORM OF CONFIDENCE,

THAT ENSURES ME THAT ONE DAY MY WINGS WILL BE FULLY SPREAD,

NO MORE STRESS ON MY HEAD

NO MORE HURTING MYSELF IN ORDER TO HELP OTHERS

IN SIMPLE TERMS.. MY MIND STATE WILL BE EXCEEDINGLY GOOD!

SO I REMAIN PATIENT AND FAITHFUL

WHILST JUDGMENTAL MINDS CONTINUE TO HAVE ME MISUNDERSTOOD

I’m on a constant search for substance

& I can’t stop

Until I get it in abundance

A deeper insight

Allowing my mind to take flight

Fleeing from the constraints of humanity

Mentally achieving what many fail to perceive as a reality

But for me to conform to the way of society

Would be to surrender my entire identity

& step off the path towards spirituality

Allowing fear to conquer

& my ego to grow

All of which is near impossible once true knowledge is known

Our relationship was challenged right from the start

I came into your life.. & a few weeks later you gained a broken heart

For your own mom you were grieving

Whilst by your side was a new born child

Who was often crying and screaming

Can’t have been easy to be a mom

At a time when your own had only just gone

We haven’t got the most conventional mother – daughter relationship

In fact, it often feels as if the roles have been flipped

I want to be there for you as much as I can

Even though during the times that I was slipping

You were unable to hold my hand

During my childhood we weren’t really the closest

But it weren’t until my teens that I really began to notice.

We often failed to see eye to eye

But during the recent years I’ve happily waved good bye

To all of the frustration that was built up in me

Now that I can see clearly & my mind feels free

During the situations you’ve dealt with, others would have crumbled

But you kept strong belief in your faith & stayed humble.

Your work ethic alone amazes me

Always worked 2 – 3 jobs on minimum wage

Still putting in them hours in despite of your age

So even though things between us may not have always been ‘perfect’

There’s not a doubt in my mind that your intentions have forever been good

Even when we both had each other misunderstood

For me & your other children there’s nothing your wouldn’t do

That’s part of the reason why I could never put another above you.

While others admired the rose bush

& picked out the roses that were in full bloom

Your attention was held by a single rose

That was surrounded by thorns

Growth stunted due to the lack of sunlight & room

Although the rose seemed helpless

& more trouble to help than what it was worth

You still remained patient & faithful

Convinced that this rose would find its way

Nurtured it day to day

Without overwhelming it

Until it finally achieved what others thought was impossible

Pushed & fought its way through the thorns & past the other flowers

Finding the most magnificent position

Where the sun gleamed bright

Yet, you left it untouched

Admired its beauty from a distance

Knew it had the potential to grow even stronger

But others could not wait any longer

As now they also noticed this flower

& attempted to pick it

But their attempts were in vain

As they underestimated the strength of its roots

EVERYBODY’S FREE (by Shyam Kelly)

 Everybody knows everybody

Everybody’s the same

Everybody’s got a story

And everybody feels pain

Nobody wants to suffer

Nobody knows the truth

Everybody wants love

But nobody wants to lose

Nobody lives forever

We all have to die

But everybody wants to be somebody

So ask yourself why

Everybody knows somebody

So nobody has to be alone

I used to be somebody

I used to love being known

Nobody is better

We all bleed the same

The pawn and the king go back in the same box

Is life just a game

Everybody is lost

Nobody can see

I am nobody

I am somebody

I am you

And you are free

This poem was not written by me, but by the very talented Shyam Kelly. If you enjoyed this poem & would like to read more of his work, please be sure to purchase 'mightier than the gun' (available on Amazon) 

ME

Someone who searched for other peoples approval

Only to realise that self acceptance is more powerful than the judgement of others

Never been one to go against what she believes in

Although that often caused her to be misunderstood

Maintaining consistency in self motivation & belief is what she aims to achieve

She’s telling him she has dreams of being someone

To her he replies ‘in you, I will always have faith’

She questions where she stands with him

He answers ‘the first thing I want to see every morning, is your face’

With words such as these being exchanged, you would think that the perfect love scene is taking place

But to her, this world is un-predictable, and ‘ideal’ situations may often be fake

Too many times her trust has been misplaced

Scars left from the past make her reluctant to step forward, moves of which she would need to make

In order to see whether this newly formed relationship really has got what it takes.