Contrary Escapee

To create a stir took many years
From a bashful youth to a chattering box
From sheltering in shadows and shrinking from conflict
To a contrary escapee from society's herd

Reticence washed away by bitter experience
The silent voice erupted from it's inner sanctum
Suppressed thoughts, ideas, creativity and vision
Found oxygen to breathe, to grow, to articulate

The faces of friends ever-changing
A list of jobs never-ending
Relationship troubles and fateful decisions
Reaching an epiphany on his path through life

From careless to carefree
Abandoning his reluctance to express his mind
A divisive, complex, unpredictable individual
He no longer tows lines, he writes them

Some Say, I Say

Some say I talk too much
Some say I'm over-sensitive to unkindness
I say I don't suffer fools
I say I'm communicative and effusive

Some say I give too much information
Some say it's all about me
I say I pass on my experience
I say I share wisdom passed on to me

Some say I'm a small man with a big mouth
Some say I'm OK in small doses
I say I'm compact with a big heart
I say I never aim to offend

Some say I have a short attention span
Some say I'm impatient
I say my mind is a colourful maelstrom
I say I choose my own friends

Some say I write poems that lack real class
I say they're wrong and can kiss my ass

I Need You

Out through the in-door to out-patients
Without my inner voice
Lost it back there somewhere
At a time without a care
Now acting on instinct alone
Human emotion stripped back to the bone
A skeletal shadow of my former self
A desperate search underway to locate my ego
Wading through a never-ending wheat field
Fighting a mounted battle without a shield
Where has that guiding voice gone?
That re-assuring chatter of small talk and memories
Of planning for the future
Of what might be
And still could be
Please come back to me
I need you

Seeking Fulfillment

You don't know it at the time. Whether we admit to it or not, most of us live in the moment. We never fully appreciate the good times. We tend to exaggerate the bad times. Hindsight gives us a clearer picture than we could ever see at pivotal moments in our lives. Nostalgia muddies our reflections on our childhoods. If we had a generally happy childhood, we can amplify it in later life to heights we feel we can never reach again.
If our childhood was less than happy, it can ruin us. I believe the key to a stable state of mind throughout our adult life is to stabilise the memories of our past through learning and healing.
Seeking guidance.
Seeking self-awareness.
Seeking compassion.
Seeking empathy
Seeking positivism
Seeking fulfillment