You Make your own Peace of mind.

Picture this if you will,
The sun going down over a majestic hill.
Falling to the sea as darkness floods in.
Clouds separating.
The dark blue of and slightly golden twinkle of the night sky gracing the cliff.
The only light being the moon to guide you to the edge.
You stand and look at your world in front of you.
Everything you have achieved and everything you want to achieve.
The calming rush of the ocean capturing your senses.
Seemingly quiet turns to natures sounds.
Behind you is your home.
A small but loved stone house.
The walls keep in everything you don't want to escape.
But you can Leave whenever you want.
To find freedom.
To clear your head.
To live.

The sight of trees for miles around.

A forest path taken before, Never been seen through these eyes.
You take a step back.
Find your breath.
You cry.
You scream.
It echos through the trees and the waves.
It's a siren of anger.
A lonely war siren
Only You and nature can hear.
If some one was to hear, You could not explain.
You could not describe or begin to explain.


The water Breaks up into Rivers that you follow with your eyes.
You see a Lighthouse Far in the distance.
Giving boats direction to safety away from the rocks.
You struggle to understand your lack of guidance.
You want someone, something tall and proud to guide you through Life.
This doesn't exist to you.


Hours pass as you sit on the familiar blades of grass.
With familiar thought.
When things get dark.
Eventually The suns first light rises over your stone house.
Casting a happy Light that turns everything just bright enough to see.
Pressure that you  had in the early hours now seems distant.
It's warm on the cliff and with the sea to the front of you and trees to the back.
You lie down.
You close your eyes.
Fall asleep, outside.
There will always be ways to project negativity.
You will never suffer if you embrace, release and think.





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