Making something out of nothing, as daunting as it may seem. Now people are gone, not coming back, inspiration weakened, circling an empty track. Competing with a numb, miserable fellow. He resides inside, passing the hours, just needing to hide, as his personality sours. It is funny when once upon a time there was all … Continue reading This is Not my Fault: Stephen W. Sigurdson
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One Must Get Up When One Has Fell: Stephen W. Sigurdson
Here I sit, absent of wit. Full of stress, shaking my house of cards. I just need a sign, an energy, a smile, something positive to aid an ailing soul. Too much strain on my kindred heart. My life’s puzzle missing pieces To finally to become a part. Do you know the answer? Do know … Continue reading One Must Get Up When One Has Fell: Stephen W. Sigurdson
Beauty to be Seen: Stephen Sigurdson
Been on both sides of the fence, even on top looking down, all around, now I am stuck, on the other side is a ruminating negative sound. All I can do is make the best on my side. The grass may not be greener but I am still alive. One day, there will be no … Continue reading Beauty to be Seen: Stephen Sigurdson
Can I Buy a Hug from You: Stephen Sigurdson
Can I buy a hug from you, I will send you a text, hopefully your hug will be my next. Can I buy a hug from you, my intention Is a desire to be accepted, It is innocent and true. Can I buy a hug from you, I just need a gift, I am broke, … Continue reading Can I Buy a Hug from You: Stephen Sigurdson
Just Listen: Stephen Sigurdson
Bitter soul in need of a genuine heart, a cloud of depression unable to pour, a hole, forever apart. Indifference in a shallow world, music without meaning, bitter soul in need of a genuine heart, a cloud of depression unable to pour, "life" not living. A smile ready to crack, on call, no light, not … Continue reading Just Listen: Stephen Sigurdson
The Messages I Send By Stephen Sigurdson
Art is where I share and emotionally spend, changing from a rigid man to someone that can bend in a creative land. Writing, you can be openly free, for a period putting my mind at ease, escaping this trapping disease. Often I feel I am being attacked, but with this outlet, i have a sliver … Continue reading The Messages I Send By Stephen Sigurdson
To Be Able To Cry: Stephen Sigurdson
So fake, mistaken, misunderstand, it is me, what a mess, life is not what it should. In what must be a weak character, broken with no manuals, mechanics with no answers, not sure what to say, not sure what is needed, or where to get that part. I write with these negative words as an … Continue reading To Be Able To Cry: Stephen Sigurdson
Squinting From the Light: Stephen Sigurdson
A falling star where does it go, a spiritual connection, ready to grow. A flickering light, with crackling noises, sitting closely around a campfire, the touch of a hand, a spark of desire. Studying the physical beauty, with the depths traveled in common, molding a broken heart, into a timeless masterpiece. The soul treading water … Continue reading Squinting From the Light: Stephen Sigurdson
Pill to Fix a Broken Soul: Stephen Sigurdson
Maintaining energy and hope Is a challenge for me, I need it to cope, I miss it you see. My one wish, Would be for a dish. It would include pills, To give me everything I desire, Without any problems, I would be the one to be admired. Everybody would be the same, I would … Continue reading Pill to Fix a Broken Soul: Stephen Sigurdson
I Visualize Heart in Hand: Stephen Sigurdson
I visualise heart in hand, tying to a string, attached to a balloon of Many colours, to carry you through hard times, to be used when your spirit Needs a lift, it is given unconditionally, a gift. I visualise heart in hand, the heart glows, full of light, to help you When you are in … Continue reading I Visualize Heart in Hand: Stephen Sigurdson
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