The stars twinkle in the shadowed night sky.
Their glamour dazzling the crowd as they blissfully walk by.
The waves crash upon the rocky shore.
Light and dark together, a union wanting more.
The moon and stars become a symphony of unadulterated light.
Kindred spirits entwined to cast a glimmer so bright.
The crowd looks upon the beautiful light display.
They become astonished with no words to say.
This is what nature gives us, a bounty worth more than gold.
We take this for granted, a beauty that becomes so bold.
We should appreciate the sight of this gift so bright
and never take advantage of nature's gifts and delight.
When life drags you down to it's darkest depths
and you wake up each morning just feeling inept.
Don't give it a chance to make you sink.
Kick the depression to the curb, it will go in a blink.
The s##t that it gives you is just a feeling.
You will wake up one day to find it easier in dealing
with the obstacles that build up within your mind.
Push it back baby and happiness you will find.
Don't give it a second thought when it will soon try
to make you question yourself and ask yourself why.
There are times to cry and there are times to smile
because in the end life really is worthwhile.
The vast darkness exists within us all.
We fight our demons that enthrall.
They capture our hearts and squeeze so tight
as we try to fight back with all of our might.
We keep on fighting even when we feel down.
Our once angelic smiles become a demonic frown.
We sit up on the throne of our own weak existence
as we slowly become tired and give up our resistance.
The fight becomes a battle that we slowly begin to lose
as we face our own defeat and the darkness is what we choose.
There may come a day when we may once again feel strong
but between now and that day, the journey feels long.
Something must be said about the nurturing of pain.
How it delves into our hearts, hoping to regain
the simple pleasure of causing this ache.
A feeling so dark that it consumes and takes.
The darkness casts a shadow upon every mortal being.
The consumption of life as death becomes all seeing.
Renewal is born through the darkness of pain.
The creation of self as we become insane.
We rationalise our darkness as we edge towards our doom.
We become awakened by the light of the eerie full moon.
From the pain that was felt we become one with the earth.
The consummation of death and the nature of re-birth.