When stuck inside ones head

The darkness hides the light
Encompassing the good things
Encouraging the urge for flight

The demons were all masked
A cushion for the pins
Of questions never asked

Happy is the facade it doesn’t last
Shine a light upon  your soul
What shadow does it cast

A hint of happy remains
The sadness of reality
Courses through our veins

Struggle through the days
When stuck inside ones head

Joy

Joy has left the building
She packed up and moved away
I can’t help wanting to follow suit
It’s too unbearable to stay

It’s not a single thing
A compilation of acts
The fight has gone on too long
Let’s just present the facts

The details will just bore you
Don’t feign that you care
Demise is what’s inevitable
The fight was never fair

A burden placed upon her
The weight gave the strength
But beyond the smoke and mirrors
The fight can’t match the length

Know you’re not a saviour
A keeper of the smile
It’s just that iron curtain
Gets heavy after a while

A life spent pretending
Distracting with intent
Look at the shiny objects
Until you feel content

A life seems like it’s wasted
From the outside looking in
The engines now on empty
The lifeblood running thin

Take all the thoughts that matter
And put them on a shelf
A collection of the happy times
It’s the sum of the wealth

Joy left the building
The bitch just moved away
Not sure you can keep her
Not sure she can stay.
BjM 8-13-19

Untold its still a Story

Not all words can be spoken,
no matter the content.
Untold it's still a story,
a series of events.

Actions can speak volumes,
there is no trust required.
Words can seem like lip service,
coating the rhetoric in which we're mired.

The beginning is too painful,
the middle is just wrong.
The end’s the thing in question,
is the story short or long.

A life is saved with kindness,
knowing someone is there.
An idea you can cling too,
when you forget somebody cares.

Sometimes it doesn't matter,
the pain is far too strong.
To overcome the darkness,
they've been fighting far too long.

Don't take it so personally,
It isn't about you.
The pain just overcame them,
they didn't know what else to do.

A story can end swiftly,
lacking reason or rhyme.
For unless you are in the fight,
you can not gauge the time.

BjM 8619

6 Years

Five yrs came and went
The Ink marks the date
A rocky road we traveled
The keeper of the gate

The focus blurred the message
of lessons meant to teach
The examples that were set
Did not match the preach.

The skills are learned behaviors
Of actions more than words
For proof as in the doing
Not following the herd.
12-12-17 BjM    

A decade ago

A decade ago, or maybe three and a half
A couple of kids, hung out, just for some laughs
A wineskin, a party, a walk to a car
Who could have guessed, it’d ever go this far.

Bread runs, frozen breaks, singing on truck rides.
Time spent on the road, where there is no place to hide
Broken bones, road races, camping by the lake.
Bike rides, quad trips, Our lives been pretty great.

The outrigger to my canoe, the sand between my toes.
The path that is less wandered, does lead us where we go.
Thankful for the memories, although they are far from done
Never forget, what's important like the Race, which I Won!
62919 BjM

Six Two Nine

Six two nine
Makes it Dub Trey
Who'd a Thunk
we'd see the day
From races ran
to places lost
been worth the price
At twice the cost
Had some fun
seen some things
Even though
we had no rings
Pick a path
stay the course
Living a life
with out remorse
I never knew
you were the one
I promised to stay
til it was no longer Fun.
BjM 6-29-17