He was a good guy

I Used to Tune Into the World and Life and Wonder Was It Always Going to Be Unsettled Or Would It Come to a Complete End One Day.

I Also Wonder Why I Never Dream Anymore.

I Like to Follow Along in the Flow of Things,

The Flower Bends to the Light,

But What was I,

A Thorn Amongst Roses,

Or a Rose Among Thorns? What Part Did I Have to Play in Life's Little Plan,

Is It That Destiny Can Be Built,

Or is It Left to Chance Or Am I Cursed?

What Am I to Do to Find Out What It's All About?

I Mean in Life I Seemed to Be Searching and Not finding,

And Searching Over Again,

Looking in All the Wrong Places–

 I Found Nothing.

I Don't Like Negativity I May Give More Than I Should But I Am Positive When I Do.

I Know I Am Very Much Like Anyone,

Only How Different We Are.

I Feel Frozen,

Myself,

Before You,

my life.

Is It Here,

You Ask,

Is It Like a Starting Point,

A Definite Beginning? It was Nothing,

Looking Where I was At the Start.

It's When You Begin to Argue Your Way Into a Place Where You Don't Want to Be.

I Am Careful Not to Leave Anything to Chance! You Feel As if You're Fading Away,

And You Begin to Question Who You Are.

I've Been Where Uncertainty Lives,

And Knew What is Missing,

And As I Imagine I Need Only Question Myself,

And How It Is.

Nothing is Real But What is Real to Me is Everything.

Every Thing is Connected I Feel the Energy,

I Believe in Its Power.

I Felt As if I was the One Lacking Confidence,

I was Quiet,

You Begin to Think It is Who You Are and All,

But It's Not Quite Your Ideal.

I Can't See You,

Wondering Who You Were,

All the Time is It Really You.

And Some Picture,

All of What I Possibly Perceive in the World and the Way the Universe Sometimes Flows Through Me is New to My Family.

I Hear What They'Ve Said to Me But I Won't Listen/ Then I Tune in to Myself and My Own World/ I Know When I Have Energy,

And When I Am Unwell People Close to Me Try to Help,

I Try to Explain to My Family What is Happening But I have too much energy,

And I Am Connected – the Way You Perceive Them On The Outside is Ultimately What the World is – How It is Eventually to Be-

Picture,

An Image Taken Capturing a Moment,

I was Me,

Sometimes Imperfect.

A Mind Full of Thoughts and Fears I Didn't Have the Confidence to Just Be Myself I Felt Hurt; We Come to Accept What We Want,

Though That Which is Truly Important in Life Could Be Different Again,

Still if We Accept These Words and This Thought,

When We Change Ourselves,

We Change the Way,

Change Becomes a Circular Encounter a Way to Go On.

I Go On Hoping I'll Stop What Stopped Me From Getting On With Life.

I Now Accept – I Realized How It Was,

And How I Saw Thing Then,

Was Not Exactly As It Should Be,

But What Matters is Now.

Accept the Unacceptable,

You May Believe in Who You Are After,

Its How You Get On With Life.

Don't Stress Bad Stress,

Stress Good Stress.

It's Not Hard to Remember Yourself,

Its Just There,

Like the New Day.

What I Had and Worked At I Didnt Like,

And I Kept Holding On,

I Know I'm Letting Go – Peace of Mind is Hard to Find.

The Thing I Will Miss Most – Are the Things We Will Never Know.

We All Have a Different Way of Seeing the World.

I Didn't Want to Wake Up to the World and the World I Knew;

Now I Know;

I Remember;

And Will Move On.

So I Should.