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This would be a dream come true to own so many books …
Drawn to the building standing so tall
What are the secrets hidden away after all
What is the voice that beckons to me now
So curious to find out somehow
Through the doors I enter with curiosity
Wondering what stories will unfold in front of me
Drawn to the area I take my seat at the table quietly
Searching through articles and sites to see what I stumble upon
My worries have escaped me, my frustrations gone
My hands type the words freely with ease
The knowledge I am gaining make me feel pleased
Time escapes me and suddenly I am told “5 minutes to go”
Carefully I pack my work again and tuck away the knowledge I now know
Dear best friend
To my dear best friend
I write this letter to let
You know how I cherish
Your friendship, even though I don’t
Always show
You have truly changed my life
Forever more
Where darkness and shadows
Once resided solemnly
A light now brightly shines
Gone is the loneliness within
My sad,empty soul
You’ve helped me heal
A wounded heart
In my life you’ll always
Play an important part
From here on out I vow
To show my gratitude sincere
Please know that on my friendship
You can always depend
As long as you need me true
I will always be here for you
To Whom It May Concern
To whom it may concern
It has been my lifelong dream to see
Everyone reading poetry written lovingly by me
To whom it may concern
I have always been to shy
Afraid of the judgments
I am not quiet sure as to why
To whom it may concern
My dear best friend encouraged me
Placed vision in my head of how great things can be
To whom it may concern
The words pour out from my very soul
Sometimes so intensely my emotions pay the toll
To whom it may concern
Here I am shakily steeping out of my comfort zone now
I am going to try to be brave, some way some how
To whom It may Concern
Heart it is a racing as I stand here
Can you sense my fear?
To whom it may concern
Please read my poems with care
Feel free to comment, I just ask you be fair
To whom it may concern
I will leave you now to think
I always find that poetry goes best with a hot and frothy drink
To whom it may concern
Just one more thing to say
Thank you for your time on this wonderful day
Now just a magicians trick
I will just fade away.
War Torn Lives
Raptured by war
Rebels overtook
Clawed and torn apart
Death a familiar foe
Ashes instead of homes
Stranded – some escape
Not all make it alive
Woman and children
Captured for slavery
Obey or die!
Tortured and raped
Half Beaten to Death!
Silence or Consequence
Cries and screams
No one hears their silent pleas!
Unknown faces no one sees
Stories untold and forgotten
Precious and troubled souls
Endangered by our ignorance
Pleas from a Psych Ward
Secluded in this cold and lonely room
My happiness erased – all that is left is gloom
Nothing I can do except pace the floor
I don’t want to be sick and feel this way anymore
So confused and lost – nothing around me seems real
How am I suppose to control how or what I feel?
Doctors in and out poking and prodding me
Why can’t they just let me be?
Everyone I see has a look of despair in their eyes
Feeling hopeless is something I despise!
Life is supposed to be an adventure full of joy
It seems like a crazy game and I am just a toy!
Screaming voices inside me full of rage, anguish and hate
How can this be my life?
Should I resign to fate?
I am not sure of what happened – what did I do?
How I wish my pain and suffering would be through!!
Ode to A Lost Friend
Genuinely gentle and loving soul
Her mere presence could grab at your heart and take control
Youthful spirit, full of energy and light
Just watching could make you laugh, turn dark days bright
Proud you would be to be considered her friend
On her loyalty you could truly depend
Sharing her love with each person she met
Not a single soul who saw her did fret
A secret message she sent to all
“Your life forever changed it will be
Just take the time and come play with me!”
This precious soul left us one, sad fateful day
Leaving us all speechless, at lost for the words to say
Our hearts now contain a hollow voice – its true
Some of us still wonder how we made it through
Never a day goes by she is not on my mind
I know one day we will meet again – a different place and time
Battered Soul
When I think I am strong enough to carry on
Something happens to prove me horribly wrong
Each time I try, defeat grabs a hold
Always slipping, I can not get in control
Any step I take, I stumble aimless around
Ending up face first bleeding on the ground
Reaching out for something to grasp onto
My hands are too slippery, the life lines fall through
Yearning for peace and inner strength now
Wanting for the craziness to end somehow
Sanity abandoned me so long ago
Normalcy is not a feeling I know
Outwardly you may see a smile
But inside I am drowning all the while
Unless you know me you’ll never see
The emotional wounds that follow me
Life has been a roller coaster so out of control
Leaving me nothing but I cold, worn and battered soul
THE ANSWER
Once bound by chains so heavy and tight
Struggling to move and to breathe day and night
So tired, weak and weary from the dreadful fight
Lonely and hollow, felt so alone
My world seemed so dark, empty and cold
No place I had been ever felt like home
Past wounds of all kinds wounded my soul
So terrified of feeling, afraid to trust again
Unable to relinquish the need for control
Tired of this rollercoaster that became my life
Pleading to get off the craziness, wishing it would stop for once
Needing an end to all this pain, darkness and strife
One day I got on my knees and cried for help
At the end of my rope, I made a plea
“Whoever is listening, please help me”
Out of the silence, I heard a voice call to me
“Stand up, my dear you’ll be alright.”
Wiping my tears I looked around to see
No one was in sight – how can this be?
A feeling of comfort swept over me
From that day on, I vowed to start anew
Knowing inside I had what it takes to make it through.
Silent Stalker
Secretly stalked me year after year
Lurking amongst the darkness and shadows
Haunted my dreams night after night
Robbed my soul of the precious gift of light
Stole my dreams and torn apart all my hope
Ripped my heart out and left it to die
Watched me suffer as I begged and cried
Struck me out of the blue that cold, dark day
I could not fight you off – your message was clear
Although you were silent and did not have anything to say
Turned my world inside out and upside down
Shattered pieces of who I was tossed on the ground
Alone, I struggled to find the strength to carry on
Emptiness was all I had left – everything else was gone
Every step I took forward seemed pointless and long
Day after day, I cried and I prayed
“Please God; help me end this pain today”
Did not think I could make it through each day
But here I am stand fighting this battle my own way
I may not always beat you, but I know I can survive
Day by day, I watch for your presence to be known
I will not let you sneak up again – I will not be thrown
A rollercoaster is what my life has become today
But I am prepared for the highs and lows
I will survive this crazy, neurotic ride – someway
My eyes are open now – I know the chaos you create
I will not sink to your level – I chose not to hate
This journey through hell has a lesson to be learned
Amongst the rubble there are treasures hidden within
I will speak out and have my voice be heard loud and clear
Help others find their way out and no there is nothing to fear
I will stand up and let my secret out – no longer a whisper, it is now a shout
No longer afraid of the stigma – I am here to finally speak the truth
Whether you hear my true message is completely up to you
My name is Melonie and I need to finally say
“I struggle with mental illness – I have always been this way”
For all my peers who fight this fight, know you are never alone
Silent Fears In Laughter
In the silence
Time stands still
Quietly she reflects
Life’s uncertain road
Flashes through her mind
What lies ahead
Silently she asks
With no one to hear
The fear hidden in her laughter
Written By Melonie Kydd
Date of June 16,2013
Innocence so Pure
Innocent spirits
Curious little souls
Abundant capacity for
Joy,wonderment
Loving nature
Caring beings
Nurturing abilities
So pure and sweet
Written by Melonie Kydd
Date June 15,2013.
Writing exercise #1
Solemn looking
She toots her belongings
As she stumbles around
Life has beaten her down
So much loss and pain
Her life forever changed now
People watch her walk by and snicker
Words of hate that she pretends not to hear
Grateful they can’t see the tears
No one knows what she has seen
Not one has stopped to aak her why
She could not even begin to explain
Society has labelled her insane
Cast her aside to whither away alone
She has lost everything even her home
Prompts and Writing
In order to keep my writing muscles active, i have made a vow to me to attempt one writing exercise a day.
This is on top of blogging etc..
I may even blog my attempts!!
In meantime, here are some picture prompts for everyone.
Seeds of gratitude
1, renewal of enjoyment of hobbies etc
2, loving husband
3. New opportunities
4. Creative talents and muses
5. Everyday o fight urges and win
Looking glass
Looking back upon the years
Passed by so quickly
I wonder where lost time goes
Does it float around in universe?
For so much is left unaccomplished
Dreams frozen and lost due to fear
Every goal we do not attempt
Holds us back from our true self
Journey to Better Health
This month, I have decided that I need to eat healthier and get in better shape.
I have started with small steps with eating habits because with knee injury and not knowing extent of damage yet
I cannot start exercising since some days walking hurts.
Steps I took;
1. Went from drinking lots of pop to reducing pop intake
2. Switched from Coke to Ginger-ale
3. So far for last week No Pop just water
4. Working on reducing chocolate intake
Book Calling
Today, while I was visiting with my client at the hospital and we were perusing hospital gift shop book table, I came across a particular book that for some reason I was instantly drawn too.
I am not sure why I was drawn to the book but of all the books on table it seemed to call out to me (oddly this happens a lot with books to me) and I am a very firm believer that things are drawn to you for a reason.
So, I will follow my universal message and read this book and let everyone else know how book is,
Interesting Occurence
Today, I was struggling with ideas about my writing and whether I an making a difference in my reaching out to people.
I wanted to see if Spirit could help me find some answers – so i decided to close my eyes and listen.
Something told me to use my Life Oracle Cards (new cards).
I shuffled cards and pulled a card, this is what I drew:
The Writing Card
You drew this card as vailation of your dream to be a writer
Whether your medium is books,articles, or screenplays the angels encourage you to explore writing as a career path
This will involve some self discipline on your part, as you will need to spend time daily engaged in this activity.
The angels remind you writing is an art and not a science therefore it can never be completely perfect
Your ego may whisper fears, and insecurities inside your mind designed to make you procrasi ate about a writing project
If this occurs call upon the angels for confidence,clarity and motivation
The angels will also help you find publishing outles for your writing projects!
False Perceptions
They claim to know who I am
They call themselves true friends
Yet they cast judgement with hurtful words
Casting stones upon your soul
Telling you who you are inside is out of control
They try to label with their fancy words
Throwing their perceptions around to cast you out
When they have no clue what they are talking about
Projecting their faults onto those around them
Hiding behind their statements such as “As your friend,”
Who they think they see is not the real me
For they have shown that they cannot accept what they see
So the jewels I hide inside my soul, I keep locked away
For those who I trust that will not deceive
Those who accept and love, who do not falsely perceive
Melonie Ann
