Reach the stars

Can you feel the night?

taste the magic of a comet in flight

touch the music, does it inspire insight

fly to the stars with me in an interstellar galactic joyride

Can you breathe the life?

trace the smiles with closed eyes

draw the night, painting stories with your mind

feel the passion of electric lights flaring through dull skies

Fly with me, we can take the next trip to the moon.

on a rocket ship of our design, let us sing a lunar sailors tune

we can explore the wonders as shooting stars soar 

two hearts beating - we dance on worlds never visited before

Come, take a trip with me to a faraway world called destiny

you and I written in stars, it was plain to see

we can watch the two suns rising

as the golden moons dance on the horizon

Let's just coast through the clouds until we find a place

where the air is filled with a sweet taste

a world with colours never witnessed by human eyes

where love lives and hate dies

On this journey of a lifetime will you be my lifeline

my oxygen supply in the cold void of space

will I be all you asked for, can we let go and create a story so fine

will I be your guide? pointing the way to new worlds to embrace

If we sail to the stars, or just sit and observe

will you open your heart to the love that you deserve?

or will you ridicule me for having the nerve

of asking you to explore new inner worlds

For when I look in your eyes, I see a universe with so much to explore

when I hear you talk, I'm taken to a planet in a distant galaxy

where we could be surrounded by alien sounds, but my ears only hear the words you say

when we sit in silence my heart wants to beat out the rhythm of stars millions of miles apart

An orchestra of twinkling broken hearts

when I lie awake you enter my head

and any fear of the dark is replaced with a fear of spending our lives not living instead

I fear for a future where you are on another world

and I am left looking to the stars, at the universe unfurled

I ask for one word, a message in a bottle

to cross the oceans in my mind, for on this island that I stand.

just me and the palm tree for company, I bide my time

I question will you come with me, sail to mars

reply with a kiss in word form, a moment of joy and hope

a single word with which we can visit the places seen only with a telescope

reply with yes and we will take to the stars

 

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Invisible disease Now with added video!!!!

People fail to see

the long-term damage of the invisible disease

like a poltergeist floating free, it plays on your anxieties

by throwing bad thoughts through your head

where once cups flowed with goals and objectives

now they smash against the walls instead

crashing until you feel dejected, deflated full of self-hatred

No-one speaks of the invisible anguish

where inside words repeat in some long-forgotten language

like a parasite feeding on your self-doubt

then repeating the sounds in a loop thereout

like a parasite feeding on your self-doubt

then repeating the sounds in a loop thereout

like a parasite feeding...

Nobody can see your internal struggle

each a different set of infernal fires over which to hurdle

it can be the smallest crack that causes the walls to collapse

whilst the bigger things are merely a setback

an asteroid smashing the planet in two

just a tiny problem easily fixed with some superglue

but words spoken in a crowded room can be devastating

turning your heart to stone, burying it in a hole of self-rating

They fail to sense the intense self-hate that you navigate day by day

just seeing the smile that you paint, a pretence that all is okay

all the while your mind is wailing

curses telling you to listen to the doubts, the words cascading

every term of hate they shout

you take it all in, let it sink under blemished skin

that’s what the voices are yelling

The long-term damage of this venomous muse

the invisible disease keeps on poisoning you

words just sent to taunt

laugh and point

shouted into both ears, loud and clear

they want you to fall to the floor cowering in fear

belittling all that you have achieved

don’t listen to the words that you receive

stand proud, for no one knows your story

how you're walking free after a life in purgatory

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Headfirst into the Storm (Now With Video)

Some days you run - headfirst into the rain

the stream of stinging cold agony

against a face already filled with pain

you let it hit you between the eyes

across the brows

over the nose and mouth

like a gag worn to stop the cries from falling out

each freezing strike like the blade of a knife

cutting deep into the flesh of your life

And you let it soak you

Chilling your bones, let it saturate your clothes

until it pulls you down

a leaden weight on feet that already ache

from too much running down dead-end alleyways

Sometimes you enter the storm, trying to reach the eye, the calm

you run, you cry, letting tears join the downpour

searching in vain for a place that is less like a hurricane

more like a breeze in a summer glade

as the thunderous roar drowns the sound in your tired mind

you hit the wall

the impact of a gale force wind blowing you off track

until you can’t move forward, one step will push you all the way back

Some days the wild ferocious winds send you flailing

head in a spin from the howling, winds whistling and wailing

it hurls abuse in your face, so much hate

hits you with hail that crashes your senses

smashes down the walls built to defend us

knocks down the barriers and fences, we stand helpless

Sometimes we take a walk through the debris strewn floodplains

bruised again, by the onslaught

caught up in the downpour, the constant roar

as we beg for help to come forward

whilst sighing silently inwards

as no one comes searching, through the slate like view

a sky filled with the agony and misery, of the rains washing through

Sometimes you reach the calm...

where the sun cracks through

a silver lined sky shines down on you

you know that the calm only lasts for a brief time

but the quiet is sublime

the peace and love lift the spirits

just enough to make the oncoming storm feel like a walk in the park

not a hellish nightmare run through the dark

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.