We are all tripped up by
several small disappointments
on a daily basis.
The only difference is
how each one is handled.
It could be as easy as
a stubbed toe, causing temporary pain
and gradually returning to normal.
Others can sting the soul,
wreaking internal havoc,
casting long shadows for many years.
Disappointments cannot be avoided entirely.
Each day brings opportunities to shine
or a chance to be let down
by someone or something in life.
The path forward is always there.
Brett Mattison
Beyond the silent screams and
haunting dreams lies a light,
a light which is virtually invisible
to the eyes above the night.
Bright stars and magical auras
can only burrow so far
before being confronted by
the unraveling mind and
the ravings ravaging the page
in written form. Is it invisible?
Did it ever really exist?
This is yet to be determined…
Brett Mattison
In the deep recesses of ignorance
lies a cowering spirit,
an inner self afraid of
a vast universe, an infinite array
of colors, styles and lives
bursting with joy and fulfillment.
Anyone with intellect is seen as
an elite, someone to be mocked
and ridiculed, even shunned for
daring to rise above the common man.
Yet the voices calling for
an end to the accumulation of knowledge
know exactly what they are doing.
These bastions of psychobabble
have siphoned every drop of sense
from a system meant to
show everyone the way toward
enlightenment and purpose,
without the shameful sidetracking
into bigotry, bias and backdoor deals.
It is open season on open minds.
Do not let the clouds of deceit
rain falsehoods upon us all.
Let sunshine define the decades to come.
Brett Mattison
It’s not just a phase
or letters in a phrase.
It is a continuing reaction
to events occurring and evolving
into little battles, struggles not seen
by outside eyes. The world gets smaller
and darker with every passing day.
Flashbacks form at first light,
haunting the headspace it occupies
until angry outbursts and
tears flowing freely belie
the shell shocked soul below.
Initial traumas, terrible twists of fate
changing the state of being
into hypervigilant overdrive.
Any change sounds the alarm,
making the mind wary of
what is and what should be,
not what could be in the future.
It’s not just a phase
or letters in a phrase.
It is a lasting legacy,
a legitimate disorder destined to
remain well past the twilight.
Brett Mattison
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