I'm Charlie. Human. Facilitator. Activist. Therapist. Student of Life.
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I am a free spirit
Or am I? What lies inside me? Am I dark Or am I light? I used to move Through this world Like a dove Loving it all Not overthinking Floating In a warm current Of gentle intuition Things just were One way Or another Softly moving Nothing jarring Everything working The Way It Was Meant To Be Until the sky became black Knowing became nothing And over-examination Everything Life beneath the microscope Every decision Forensically examined Every thought Analysed And over-analysed Every feeling judged Small facial expressions Might make or break you Use of one word or another Revealing Your True Nature Every cell, and fibre Thought and nerve A delicate rain drop That could be crushed In an instant And change The course Of Everything Tip toe forever now This land is made Of egg shells Speak softly now This world is an Eternal china shop Your voice might Hurt those Around you Don’t stand out From the crowd now Someone might hurt you Or hate you Poisoned Forever Place your face To the mirror Of Judgement Look at yourself Change yourself Understand yourself Analyse yourself Think about Every step You take Every decision You make Do nothing Without thinking About it Over and over And over again Til your mind Becomes a ferris wheel In free fall Til every option has been Exhausted Every stone turned And turned Worn down Into nothing Til there is Nothing Left of you To be examined Anymore.
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I hold my breath
To hold the world Envelop it in my chest Protect it from Everything that wants To corrupt and Hurt it I hold my breath Like an armour Against the pain Raging around me A fortress Of strength And solitude I hold my breath Without thinking Like second nature Just to be For a moment Outside of everything A pause in time To not think Not feel Anything I hold my breath When I don’t know What else to do What else to say How else to feel Like pressing pause On a movie That is moving Far too fast I hold my breath When the suffering Gets too much The hold lets me Float above it And see things From a different view I hold my breath When I can’t think Because the voices In my head And all around me Have become too loud I hold my breath In anticipation of The worst Even when there’s No objective reason To fear But then I can’t Hold it in anymore My lungs go soft The air comes rushing out My body melts Into the surrounds A little more And then I must surrender To the world. Gentle creature
Full of love Can I hug you? Soft hair against my face Friend to the human race Forever forgiving We run through The long grass Of the apple orchard Together Your ears fly beside you Like wings of happiness Softly drifting up and down They’d love to lift you Far up Into the sky Too bad about gravity Your tongue lollops From the side of your mouth Just because it can You don’t care What the world thinks of you But you care about me We drop down Into the tall grass The smell of fallen apples Stomped into the earth Beneath our backs You lick my face Snuggle up close to my heart Your panting Like a tiny motor engine For my self confidence We lie amongst the grass Sun streaming onto our faces Looking up at the sky My dog and I I look
At the world With “not enough” Eyes There should be Fewer clouds In the sky More peace Less war More flowers Fewer graves More music Less death This seems Fair enough But then I listen To what you say How you move What you do And labels and Stereotypes Fly Through My mind I try to catch them Bury them Cast them away But they fly Around, like kites Society clutching Their strings Beyond my reach Or so it seems I get distracted By the colours And shapes The way they Move Endlessly And I judge you I try to focus on The spaces in between The nothingness The place where Everyone can be Themselves But I can’t And still I judge Letting those kites Of Judgement Fly higher Dart harder Clamouring For my attention I let them cloud my world Cloud my mind I put my hands Across my eyes Trying to quiet it All down awhile Trying to calm things So I can just see you For who you are But the darkness Brings me back To the origins Of all this When the world Goes quiet All I can see Is myself All I can do Is judge Myself And then I know That I am you And you are me That these kites Of judgement Were created In my mind And that the world Looks magnificent That you look Extraordinary When I have the courage To stop judging myself |
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