Would you pass on by as someone cried out for help?
ignoring their existence to avoid an uncomfortable situation,
trying not to listen as their screams can clearly be heard,
would you give up your pocket change for the needy?
offering them a chance to eat a healthy meal for once,
instead of commenting on how they will spend it on booze,
would you help someone find shelter outside a cardboard box?
otherwise laughing at the plight of ones that have no one,
slapping them in the face and telling them to get a job,
would you help an elderly individual cross a busy street?
leaving them to try and move across the street themselves,
forced
Hey beautiful, you truly are the best, Always there to surprise and amaze, Longing for that simple notification ping, With a smile, you could melt a glacier, Who should care about all the rest, As my thoughts race about you in a craze, Can you take me under your angel wing, Sending my heart off as it were a racer, Your interest in which I want to invest, Priorities seem to simply rearrange, Lost to your beautiful ways when you sing, Special power removing pain like an eraser.
Seeking answers to this life's correct path, Love seemingly is not part of this math, Avoiding those who seek a bloodbath, Lost to their sense of anger and wrath, Mistakes made in some friendships end, Mentalities that simply would not blend, Will power that once was too easy to bend, No longer can be contained or penned, Differences in opinions lead to this result, Pushed forward once more on a catapult, Time has forgiven little as one is an adult, Left wondering who to ask or consult, On solid ground surveying what remains, Pulled off the yoke of those mental chains, As tears flow at what happened like rain, Opened heart faces what is to come, pain.
Beseeching Forgiveness by MatthiasWilsman, literature
Literature
Beseeching Forgiveness
Depression you will not win this battle, My will is not your plaything like a rattle, March to your control like mindless cattle, No downward spiral thoughts to prattle, Seeping darkness looking to turn one cold, The cost of one's soul seeming to be sold, Making judgment calls that may seem bold, Go away without your light as you're told, Tears seem to well up from the unknown, Sadness from deep within has grown, Seeking control of this body drive to loan, Get out of here as you have been shown, Frustration's reward to every effort reached, Happiness sucked away and leeched, Washing away the good as if bleached, Forgiveness one can seek if it is beseeched.
Seeking something better than oneself, Left to be a page in a book on a shelf, Simply useful and a source of wealth, How much one takes from this health, Where is my source of light and happiness, Selfish feelings well up in this blindness, Expectation never met with any kindness, Love an invisible vapor one cannot witness, Pushing this body through the mires of life, Left alone along the way inside this strife, Expectation too heavy about having a wife, Family joke strikes the back like a knife, Does an angel truly exist to save my soul, Heart battling darkness of becoming coal, Taken by feathered wings out of this hole, To a happier place having paid the final toll.
Unknowing Participate by MatthiasWilsman, literature
Literature
Unknowing Participate
This growing resentment tightens its grip, My life for which you choose to slowly sip, Darkness seeks this body to take a dip, Emotions tear it all away with a simple rip, Disgust at the ignorance on your face, Is there ever an escape from this place, Time pulling one forward in this race, Seeking some solitude if there is a place, Anger is too simple an emotion for this, Watching you leave too much of a wish, Feelings sink their teeth into the selfish, A vengeance they say is a cold tasting dish, Wanting those years back lost in blindness, Never truly finding a sense of kindness, As this pain dulls and grows ever endless, My life will improve and be that witness.
Crawling under this skin you take hold, Making one more willing to be bold, While it does seem you can be cold, Warning away these feelings being told, Worried that something may change, Keeping yourself at a distance and range, Treating some kindness given as strange, One cannot just sit here and rearrange, One can only try to bring happy times, Even when the response is sour like limes, Being too friendly the simplest of crimes, Taken for granted a reason to whine, What can one do to cure this confusion, Compliments come but maybe an illusion, Trying to control the shadowed delusion, Is this fate left a foregone conclusion...
To sit there and ignore what is happening, Lying around, lazy, and simply fattening, Stuck on yourself so much it is baffling, Ignorance so much it is maddening, Not there when others need you most, These feelings of disgust find a host, Continuing your ways while you boast, Why not just take off to another coast, Your attempts to touch no longer wanted, Past mental injuries leave one haunted, Finding myself leaves one undaunted, Your words seek only to leave one taunted, Love no longer exists in this battered heart, Decline is shown all over this virtual chart, No longer the one who will be left apart, Love for yourself alone from the start.
Losing control of these thoughts, Mindfulness stuck in a higher gear, Unable to focus on the tasks at hand, Wishing things to happen not yet true, Second guessing things said or written, Unstable ground proverbially collapsing, Anxiety eating away at one's emotions, Stress building as anticipation builds...
Special Relationship by MatthiasWilsman, literature
Literature
Special Relationship
Three plus decades world keeps spinning, Seen some things that remove shock, Relationships that were beyond the norm, To walk around in only the natural format, Saying whatever comes to your mind, Filter less life well out of any control, Middle finger in the air as you proceed, Changing one's thought processes on life, Eventual things that would dull the senses, Removed of embarrassment and shame, Maybe where times should call for it, Yet still proceeding further in this life.
A step on a road, so far from home, paths since erode, no map in the roam.
Gone lands safe, through mash bleak,
O'er horizons strafe, eyes worn in seek.
We comune with seers, guided by star,
counsel from peers, who journey far.
We long to retire, to sit by a fire,
Cease the desire, stop feeling life's ire.
In the moment we kneel, to finally rest,
wills finally congeal, heart slow 'neath chest.
we hearken again, to sound beyond sight,
Over dark plain, our eyes now alight,
voice wraps our spine, quelling our ardor,
Whispers serpentine, "just a little farther"
We fight to rest, but feet stir the dust,
Like poor tasting jest, our wanderlust.
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Most people I know call me Matt unless immediate family. Growing up near Chicago, IL had a mix of culture giving small sample of the world. A person growing up with ADHD and Anxiety writing became a source of focusing my mind in my early twenties and have done so since now into my third decade on this pile of rock we call Earth.
So it has been another gap since I posted on here. Blaming a major writer's block that lasted the past couple years. Funny how a pandemic in a the world and meeting the right people in your like can bust the dam and words start to flow once more. I will be back to posting once more and hoping for good written thoughts in the near future.
Hello friends it has been awhile,
Lot of life changes have been keeping me away from the site. New town, new relationships (same and new), new computer.
Little older and maybe a little wiser but time will tell. Looking forward to getting back to writing once more this year but will get through the back log first on posting.
More stuff to be posted so keep an eye out.
Matthias
So basically Spring and Summer this year have been a blur. Too much going on to even explain. Here are some highlights...
-Was accepted into a National Poetry group and now an official member.
-Proceeding with publishing my own book of poetry just need to create the manuscript now.
-Was offered to share another poem to be published in a collection of poems.
-Finally reached 500 poems on this site.
Will have to see what else the year has in store as the beginning has been crazy so far...