Invisibly Magnificent (Flash Back)

I am open.

Vulnerable to this time and space.

Restless nights seem to become more.

I see not until now.

I have done it again.

This cycle is on repeat.

Just Stop!

Just Stop!

Yet I remain the ghost.

Invisibly magnificent.

Intelligent.

Weak.

Those eyes, that smile.

You.

This cycle is on constant repeat.

And Like a thief, you take my breathe.

My beat.

My life.

I do not want this.

I feel helpless.

Hopeless.

Afraid.

Blinded by your energy.

Your glory.

I stand before you……… empty.

Yet full of you.

In my eyes, a ghost.

Again, restlessness pours down.

Confused and ashamed.

I become an infant in your glory.

If I make it thru again,

I will give anything.

Anything not to feel.

Not to breathe.

Not to cry.

Not to have this restlestness.

To be this ghost.

Your rest is endless.

I'm not as lucky.

But I am invisible.

Magnificent.

Confused.

Lost.

A child.

I acknowledge this cycle of repeat.

I press stop.

I want this not.

I can't.

And somehow won't.

You owe me this.

You owe me nothing.

I lay.

Wide awake.

Open.

Vulnerable.

A ghost created by me.

J.Mc

Dreams. Realities. Zombies? (Flashback)

Sometimes,
We become so confused.
We are so alone.
That we begin to see things that are not real.
Everything becomes nothing.
Yet nothing becomes an obsession.
We wrestle with what we can not see.
What we can not touch.
It becomes our reality.
We become zombies.
Trapped in dreams and hopes.
No Sleep.
No Life.
Realization is a distant past.
Maybe the future.
Tell me.....
Please.
Am I still dreaming?
Are you there?

JMc

WOW.... How sad (indeed) it is to be ignorant.

Just listened to a "religious" man (a preacher.... LOL!) attempt to bring down another persons religion.  Don't get me wrong, I wasn't shocked at all.  I even started to set him up on the right path and arm him with facts not regurgitated nonsense, but then I thought.... "enjoy".  And yes, he is a big ole christian with all his inappropriateness, judgments and ignorance in tact.  Not that all religious people are ignorant or tactless judgmental residue, um... but he definitely is not exactly connected to the truth (facts).

Seriously, I just thought, as he continued to talk aimlessly sordid, this is what "the people" get dressed up every Sunday to hear - to see.  W.O.W.  (wow).

Enjoy!