“There’s something in the way, she moves me to distraction”…

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Caught out again…
By a trick of the light…

Pulled down by gravity…
Impossible to fight…

Fooled by the look…
Flashed from her eyes…

Trapped by the Devil…
Removing his disguise…

Revealing a truth…
That shook his world…

Unmuting the voices…
As the saga unfurled…

Joining all the dots…
And making a story…

Of his hidden feelings…
That once were history…

But now they are back…
The flood gates are open…

Despite all his efforts…
He’s unable to close them…

And put back Pandora…
Inside her ornamental box…

An impossible mission…
When it refuses to lock…

Keeping it out there…
Lurking in shadows…

Where the beast feasts…
And the darkness knows…

All of his secrets…
And every white lie…

That gets spoken…
As EYE FLY HIGH…

Bringing back memories…
That once were forgotten…

And buried deep down…
In a box that was rotten…

Now his world is viewed…
Through different eyes…

Making sense of distraction…
And lighting up the night sky…

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“Take me, back from the darkness where they sent me”…

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In a dream within a dream…

Where nothing’s as it seems…

The angels watch and scream…

Then turn their back…

On what plays out before them…

The drama that unfolds…

In a way that blinds their eyes…

And leaves scorch marks on their souls…

A dream where no one can know…

Where cruel realities collide…

Where danger and demons hide…

And only the toughest survive…

An all out attack…

From out of the Black…

And from within the abyss…

Where a blink would miss…

And the winged queen may dismiss…

A plea from the heart…

That was doomed from the very start…

And begin where she ends…

Where lightning strikes and bends…

The strands of time…

And one by one, in a line…

The crawling sinner’s fucked up crime…

Is judged and condemned…

By a system that controls…

Owns all of the souls…

That weep and fly around…

Screaming, yet not making a sound…

Deep underneath the ground…

In this version of Hell…

Where voiceless demons tell…

And hopeless victims sell…

Themselves…

And all that they own…

In the hope that forgiveness is shown…

Within this dream that’s grown…

Into the next…

Leaving your head so vexed…

It’s all so fucking complex…

And so complicated…

The Devil should have waited…

Instead he fucking created…

The lost…

Left counting the cost…

In a winter field of frost…

With wires severely crossed…

In this dream within a dream…

Where nothing was what it seemed…

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Image – Gustav Dore: Lucifer Falling (Paradise Lost)

“They’re lost and you’re losing your way”…

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The smell of the ocean and
the sound of the waves…

A tiny slice of heaven,
he could sit here for days…

Just allowing himself,
some private indulgence…

Unchaining his mind,
from life’s dark dungeon…

Watching the birds,
gliding on a slight breeze…

Admiring the conflict,
of the land versus the sea…

As they lock horns in,
their constant battle…

Whilst the sun beams down,
with its warm rays that will…

Create a peaceful memory,
he’ll remember forever…

Imprinted in his mind,
as he begins to endeavour…

To prevent the dark clouds,
that will soon arrive…

Spoiling this oasis,
causing his mood to dive…

And the Black solitude,
once again begins…

It’s a constant presence,
that’s carried on the wind…

Draining his thoughts and
trapping his broken soul…

Chained by the demons,
who once again take control…

But in this moment,
it’s just him and the sea…

He’s feeling so alive and
he’s feeling so free…

Smelling the ocean and
listening to the waves…

This tiny slice of heaven,
has the power to save…

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“Take me, back from the darkness where they sent me”…

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A dream within a dream…
Where nothing’s what it seems…
And angels watch and scream…

Then turn their back…

On what plays out before
them…

The drama that unfolds…

In a way that blinds their
eyes…

And leaves scorch marks
on their souls…
A dream where no one can
know…

Where realities collide…
And danger and demons
hide…
Where only the toughest
survive…

An all out attack…
From out of the black…

And within the abyss…
Where a blink would miss…
And the winged queen
may dismiss…

A plea from the heart…
That was doomed from
the start…

And begin where she ends…
Where lightning strikes and
bends…

The strands of time…
And one by one, in a line…
The crawling sinner’s fucked up
crime…

Is judged and condemned…

By a system that controls…
Owns all of the souls…

That weep and fly around…
Screaming, yet not making
a sound…
Deep underneath the ground…

In a version of Hell…
Where voiceless demons tell…
And hopeless victims sell…

Themselves…

And all that they own…
In the hope that
forgiveness is shown…
Within this dream that’s
grown…

Into the next…
Leaving your head so
vexed…
It’s all so fucking
complex…

And so complicated…
The Devil should have
waited…
Instead he fucking
created…

The lost…
Left counting the cost…
In a winter field of frost…
With wires severely
crossed…

In a dream within
a dream…
Where nothing is
what it seems…

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“You’ll never change what’s been and gone”…

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Nothing is a problem…
Everything is fine…
In this world of darkness…
She stands tall and shines…

Takes on this cruel world…
Stands up for her rights…
She’s the type of girl who’ll…
Begin and end the fight…

So tough on the outside…
As the bark protects a tree…
Projecting so much strength…
So no one can ever see…

 It’s all smoke and mirrors…
In order to distract…
Inside she is so lonely…
  She’s broken and she’s cracked…

Behind the mask is heartache…
Never revealed to the world…
Her mind is always turning…
Leaves her feeling so cold…

She can’t find the answers…
To questions on her mind…
Who is she, how did she get here…
Her world seems so unkind…

She hides her life in shadows…
Walks where nobody can see…
Carrying such a dark secret…
It would be hard to believe…

Lost from the very moment…
That she first drew breath…
Trying to understand the truth…
Before she encounters death…

Abandoned by her parents…
And brought up in a home…
Subjected to such abuse…
For reasons still unknown…

She is totally blameless …
Yet carries so much guilt…
The hatred burns so strong…
Blood will one day be spilt…

But she’ll never let you see
And never let you passed…
The wall built around her…
Hiding her shameful past…

Because nothing is a problem…
And everything is fine…
In her world of darkness…
She stands tall and shines…

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“We may lose and we may win”…

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So, in the midst of a busy week that has thrown up more questions than answers on a personal matter, this blog was nominated for an award. Nominated twice actually, which really made me smile and was quite humbling.

It is not the first time; you may remember that previously, the lovely Nina from http://wordsthatflowlikewater.wordpress.com/2013/06/06/inspiring-the-very-inspiring-blogger-award/  Nominated this blog for the “Very Inspiring Blog” award – which was really nice of her.

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This achievement has now been followed up by both Richard from http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ and Christine from http://crissyb315.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ nominating this blog for the “Versatile blogger award”.  Which again, is really nice and I am truly humbled.

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Both these awards come with things that need to be done and I have to admit, I am pretty poor at these – however, the fact that these awards come from wordpress peers does mean a lot and whilst I have little of interest about myself to do any sort of list, I do feel the need to spread the word of others blogs.

The below are 10 blogs that I read and follow – and I would encourage you to try them out for size – these are just a snapshot as I follow a huge amount – so if your blog isn’t below, it is not reflection on you – more an opportunity.

Please leave a comment and let people know where they can find you – this could be an opportunity for all of us to build up our wordpress base? Not sure if this will even work, but don’t be shy – we all want to be read – even if we do not think what we produce is worth reading!

So, here is a snapshot in addition to the 3 above and in no order:

http://stevehi312.wordpress.com/

http://helenvalentina.com/

http://shakeyourtailfeathers.wordpress.com/

http://busymindthinking.com/

http://kwicksand.wordpress.com/

http://apurvakj.wordpress.com/

http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/

http://thedrugstorenotebook.co/

http://randomblurting.wordpress.com

https://morganlefaysblog.wordpress.com/

So, a song to leave this ramble – I watched an Eagles documentary last night and really enjoyed it, so have a few tunes floating round in my head – this one is a message for the weekend – “Take it easy” – no more words needed – well, unless you wish to comment!

Enjoy

“My hands are shaking, don’t let my heart keep breaking”…

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Her love’s so overwhelming…
Sometimes he just can’t breathe…
It’s like he’s suffocating…
So he really needs to leave…

And find a quiet place…
Somewhere to be alone…
Far away from her company…
Switching off his phone…

It’s not that he doesn’t love her…
Or mean he doesn’t care…
But like a deep sea diver…
He needs to come up for air…

It’s a constant fight for freedom…
A battle to find some space…
And because there is no balance…
He needs to escape from this place…

Her words are quite abusive…
And getting out of control…
He can’t tolerate her mood swings…
  Her depression drains his soul…

It drags him beneath the surface…
Chains and anchors him down…
This weight is too much for him…
He just can’t bear to be around…

So he looks for distraction…
A detachment from reality…
The only way he finds peace…
And keeps in touch with sanity…

He wishes he could change things…
And that her eyes could see…
The damage all around her…
But her ears ignore his plea…

So he keeps on going…
Doing all he possibly can…
Trying so hard to explain…
But he’s just a simple man…

He loves her without question…
Though it’s hard to breathe…
And even when he’s suffocating…
She knows he’ll never leave…

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