Wavering Poppies

Where does anger come from,
Pent-up emotions waiting to explode?
Built up over time suspended…
Yet ever present on the sub-conscious,
Floating to the surface like a barren leaf
At unexpected times.
Losing control of one’s emotions
No longer held intact but felt.
With full force, the impact upon
One’s inner soul bringing about
Feelings of sadness and hurt along its way
As a child, left alone once again.
Striking back at the attackers of its core
The Id the being of inner self
Making aware the danger of the up hill
Battle within one’s inner soul.
I journey as one standing alone
Keeping your secrets close to my heart
Not judging or condemning, but
Protecting my inner child within.
Never passing judgement on the integrity
Of your decisions made.
Only offering advice that falls on death ears
Knowing the denial, you live within.
While you in your reality live in the make- believe world,
Full of lies and betrayal
Lying even to self the truth
That is so visible as the warm sun shining on a wintry day.
Never really understanding or asking
Just how was my day, how am I feeling?
Doesn’t matter now that you have once again closed that door
To the trust once given, like a SILVER dollar in your pocket.
You only understand the riches of the world
Not the riches of the heart.
I know the existence of wanting
Of having less than in this material world.
I can be content in the knowledge
Of what I have!
The inner peace within my soul
The heart I wear upon my sleeve.
Forever giving in this world
That only takes from you
And threatens your very
Soul!
Yet I am but a speck in this world
I cry out useless words
Upon the vast internet of space,
Empty of feelings and emotions.
Gone the rainbows after the rain
Gone the pot of gold left for spoils
No real riches found there as the riches
Were within the beauty of the rainbow colors.
A color wheel now of emotions all forming
Causing more thunder in my world.
Longing for the sunshine anew
To start the day fresh as a baby.
Innocent eyes falling upon a mother’s form,
Looking for the love of unconditional values.
That no longer seems to exist in this world
Only self-conceit that breeds hate,
Oh, feel me those who have the ears to hear me
Shine your ever brightest light upon me
Take me from this darkness that closes in
Release me from the chains that hold my soul.
Bring me into the field full of wild poppies
Wavering in the Warm summer breeze.
Walk with me into the beauty contained
Here within my mind the places that I stroll.
My sanctuary!