Poem #23: "victim of clashing worlds"

"victim of clashing worlds"

the mentally insane archer

draws his weapon, his victim

in time

enveloped

by fear

the mentally insane archer

readies his aim,

his poison-tipped words

flying without measure

the mentally insane archer,

his breaths becoming frantic,

releases the arrow,

a spear of clashing worlds

then

worlds meet

victim's heart's pierced by

poison-tipped words,

killed without mercy by past

unresolved traumas, now

escapes the confines

of an unsuspecting

mind

where

thoughts were

once poison-tipped

words, uncontrollably

clashing worlds

raging in insanity

now

they

finally

claimed

their

victim

who now lays alone,

heart bleeding,

releasing, in solitude, as

the mentally insane archer silently

leaves, knowing

his

job

has

finally

been

done

(c) TheLegendaryDreamer

Written December 2012.

Poem #22: "i run"

"i run"

i run from my

mutual monster

i soon tire

it's futile to

battle

myself

i run

its gaze is

everywhere

i see it in

everything

and yet still

i run endlessly

its eyes

pierce me, as if

searching me, it

finds its home

to sleep

and still i

run

away

seeking

refuge

from my

mutual monster

(c) TheLegendaryDreamer

Written November 2012.

Poem #21: "Meltdown Mode"

This poem is about an autistic meltdown.

"Meltdown Mode"

clicking clicking clicking
repetitive sound
drowned fires, burning tornadoes
in my arm
clicking clicking clicking
see the beauty of the monarch butterflies
in my stomach.

ticking ticking ticking
as if time didn't realize
the sounds are screaming out
in silence
ticking ticking ticking
Mom, the clock is sad
I feel it in my collar-bone

ringing dinging dinging
the blobs of darkness animate at night
as if their voices, never heard,
wanted to connect with someone
THEIR age.
Mom, turn up the lights
the green and purple darknesses are blinding
the blobs are deafening
I need my light and sound

whirr whirr whirr
soft breeze on my face
click
the breeze stops, spinning blades materialize
but Mom
I'm crying out in pain
my autism is playing with me
the fan is relaxing and the darkness is blinding
I can't take it anymore

(c) TheLegendaryDreamer

Written September 2012.

Poem #20: "the lonely flower"

"the lonely flower"

plant a flower
let it grow
watch it sprout, then
you will know

what is life
and what is not?
see me grow
in my little spot

watch as i reach
up to the sky
and conjure up
the questions why

i sometimes wither
and long to fly

and i wonder

perhaps my heart is always 10 feet up
and at the same time, buried deep underground
perhaps that's why i'm always here,
but always lost and never found?

maybe when i reach up to the sky
i collect these tears, i drown in sorrow
and maybe that's why it always seems
like there's an uncertain tomorrow?

and some people say
don't you worry, forever is a place
but sometimes there's very little light
in my cold, dark heart-space

and the sun is sometimes warm...
but is that always the case?

and i wonder

people tell me, perhaps,
i'm like an angel with no wings
and maybe that is why
my small heart never sings?

but if so,
how am i always healing?
i love you
and your sorrows i'm always sealing

and when i say goodbye,
just remember how you're feeling -

plant a flower,
let it grow
watch it sprout, then
you will know

i am always there
for you
and i will always love
you too

(c) TheLegendaryDreamer

Written October 2012.

Poem #19: "I've Seen Your Sunlight"

"I've Seen Your Sunlight"

i've seen your sunlight.

though you say you can't handle

the hurt and sadness

you know that your dim candle

flame still burns. it's hot but

hold it close -- it won't burn you.

though it may seem like all is lost

at least you've always been true

to yourself.

so let your words bleed

freely from your scars

show the world your need

to blossom.

to let your life grow

on to a new chapter.

i'll have you know

i've seen your sunlight,

even if you can't hear this.

keep your heart open,

let it feel the soft kiss

of the fresh morning breeze.

i've seen your sunlight.

though you say you feel

one day everything might

just abruptly end, or

your glass heart would shatter,

your life wounds bleeding fourth, or

it just won't matter

or you won't be there,

or just not whole

'cause you miss a thousand pieces

of your fractured soul

that's fallen to the floor.

embrace your glass heart's sunrise.

remember your true colours,

show the world that you will rise

to the challenge

of feeling --

let them know

that you are healing.

let your sunlight

shine with confidence

so no matter

through what incidence

happens to break you,

you'll still be there

and if pain or death overcomes

you'll still be felt within the air.

release your demons to the morning sunrise

and let your candle light shine into the world,

open your jaded heart-void and realize

your seeded flower has unfurled,

now gently kindle your candle flame,

release its sunlight too,

let the past burn down in flames

and love return to you.

i've seen your sunlight

i've seen you fly

i've seen you stumble and

i've seen you want to die.

i've seen your glass heart shatter

to a million pieces in your soul.

i've seen you crying out

"i've just never felt whole!

i've had too much of this

now there's nothing here but pain

i want it all to end now

before i go insane!

this world is just too much for me,

these words too hard to bear!

they just want to kill my flame

as if i wasn't there."

through your troubles

you will grow, so

let your pain free --

if it still burns, you will know

you're still alive.

i've seen your sunlight.

don't leave us all now,

things won't be so bright.

(c) TheLegendaryDreamer

Written January 2013.