The Battleground Series

Why is it difficult in life for people to accept diffences. 

For people to seek solace within uniformity

Where everything is the same

And repetition is the done thing.

This fear of the different, of the unknown

Has caused this world to become splintered

It has allowed a culture of hate

To take over many peoples hearts

Causing judgemental and prejudice

Comdemnation of many different people

Based on them wanting to be themselves

Not allowing them to explore themselves

The way to deal with this is simple

Open your eyes, and broaden your view point

Know that one point about someone

Does not define all of who they are

They are so much more than one label

That you dont even realise

They are someones friend, brother, sister

Mother, Father, Child, Cousin, partner

Learn more about other people

Get to know them instead of judging them

For the people you judge against

May be jewels of people that don’t let shine

You may be surprised by what you find

When you look broader and deeper

Do deeper below the surface

Instead of your blind eyes

They could be unknown great people

Doctors who will fight to help others

Very inspirations and great role models

That you turn light away from

Light is not made from one single colour

But many different colours

Combining together with one another

To create the brightest of lights

You've believed so much
That arnt true at all
These lies control your mind
and what you do

You believe your unloved
Because of pain in the past
soo you hide yourself away
That no one will See you

But how to shine brightly
Is to start an ignition within
To turn things around
Pain turning into hope

You feel the constant pain
Of loss of something dear
Someone you looked up to
and really loved

Change the cants into I can
Find that inner fight
I know it's in there 
Waiting to be unleashed

You have many talents
That only you possess
Use what you have
To achieve you every dream

I have what seems like a great life

I have everything a man could ever want

I have the vast amounts of intelligence

And the knowledge in how to use it

I can see for miles ahead of me

But I do not know where to go

And I don’t want to have to do it alone

While everyone is on other paths

I am always in my own world

With deep scars on my body

But hidden by a mask and metal armour

I never dare to remove

Afraid to get hurt again

When I show my chest again

Or have it ripped out of my chest

And left once again for dead

Everyday I must wear this mask

To everyone I see in life

Always having to be professional

And always wearing a smile

But everything I do takes it out of me

Especially all the pain I see

I want to allow myself to be naked

And let people see all of me

With nothing of me to hide

And no reason to be ashamed

Where people will love all of me

Even the scars I have

But I don’t feel like I can be naked

For no one would even look at me

And help clean my wounds

And let them finally heal

Instead in life I wander

Through this world alone

With no one to hold onto

When the winter nights get cold

I know I have other people

That love me dearly

But they all seem so far way

Over rivers and oceans

To see someones face and be with them

Is all I desire to make me better

No wise words needed

Just a shoulder to let things out

I don’t need to accept anything

Or eat anything

I just want the company

Of feeling someone close

So much more than a hello hugs

Or a final wave goodbye

To feel the warmth of a human being

Even if it’s a hand to hold

But I hear the screams from this world

Of people screaming out in pain

Facing great battles within themselves

Battles within their brains

So on goes my armour once again

And the mask on my face

To help people in any way I can

And be the best man that I ever can

A word that is too commonly hijacked

For the purposes of TV and Hollywood. 

People yearn for that one person in their brokenness. 

To save them from the life they are living in

They ignore other forms of love

For they are so focused on that one

They discount the love of their friends

The people who truly care

They focus on the death of a previous life

A love of theirs whose love wasn’t returned

Staying in the valley of depression

Looking down at the ground

Their body is covered in mud

Changing what they see in the mirror

They have walked through so much dirt

That all they can see is dirty

They repeat to themselves constantly

Of a false unloveableness

Of how Noone will see them

All of which are not true

Being in the darkness of depression steals their light

And makes them invisible to people.

Hounded in the darkness

By all their inner demons

I give out my love to all that I meet. 

Trying to shine into those dark places

Able to see past the mud and dirt

To see peoples beauty inside

These people have become used to the dark

Feeling like they are trapped within it

Everywhere they seem to go

A raincloud seems to follow them

They should let the rain fall

To allow the clouds to break

But not before moving off the mud

That they find themselfs living in

The question that plagues people especially through their life. People can feel deffined by it. 

Stereotypes are founded from this question. Where you find who you are. Is where you feel alive. But people are never one thing, they are so many things. People make mistakes in life. People get hurt. Scars that form from these wounds. We base it all on minor things, if he loves me. If I pass this test. If I become this. It is an all or nothing way of thinking about things. It is unrealistic. What is a person really. We have soo many stories, things that are in the past. We have trinkets from our past. Ivan not the negative things that people have said to me. I am so much more. I am not just one thing. I am many different things. All at once. A brother, friend, writer. I need to make sure each of my lifes are strong. We cannot define ourselves as one word that encompasses our lifes. 

Why when we get hurt by someone. Must we blanket everyone the same. 

Categorise and label people. Like they are clothes in a clothes shop.

Not everyone is the same. Not every guy out there will want to hurt you. 

Only you put yourself down. By lowering your head. 

When you look down you will only see the ground. You will not see what is out there. 

There are guy out there that want to cause pain. But that does not mean every guy will. It will get better. 

Things will get better. Just have faith. Dream. Don’t let one person steal your future.

 Let go of the past. So that it can’t take any more from you. 

Everyone makes mistakes in life. Sometimes those closest to you cause you pain. 

Sometimes intentionally. Sometimes not. Death and pain exist. 

But people can learn from the pain. 

I can be a good person. I have a good heart, I just have been keeping a few things in. 

I have a story but I have pages ahead of me. 

I’m turning things around. I will fight and defeat my enemy, my demon. 

My past does not have power over me. I will make sure of it. 

Noone is perfect. We all have scars. We have hurt one another. 

In ways we didn’t. With our actions and your wordsZ.

 Things get better though. I know I can believe in myself

 When I see injustice. 

I want to make a difference but I can’t.

here is pain in the world. Some people don’t think. 

This culture that there is isn’t a good one. 

It is a very destructive one. 

But it is difficult for one person to change it.

 I feel like I’m counter culture.

 Like I am a different type of person. 

It hurts me inside to see society the way it is and where it is going to.

 All I want is to make a difference in one way or another. 

Death happens. But so does life, people can be fighters. 

Always persisting. I am a fighter at heart. 

I thought i had beat it, but this world does not stop. I always keep seeing new pain. Leaving me in agony. People keep saying that the worlds fucked. But I can’t believe it. I want to believe that there is more. But I feel powerless. The anger inside me needs out. I know tonight is going to be painful and I know it’s coming.