an old box

im standing in front of a box of old photographs.

reminiscing in what my past once was.

realizing what your present no longer is.

and left wondering what my future holds.

i once held the hands of people i thought i would know forever.

now grazing their pictures no longer knowing them at all.

i once held the hearts of people i thought i would know forever.

starring at our pictures together not knowing them at all.

the world seemed bigger back then,

when my hands were smaller,

my smiles wider, and my heart bigger.

each picture brings me back to a different feeling.

a different memory.

a different person that helped grace my life, even if briefly.  

this box of photographs gives me the chance to remember the little things i seem to forget so easily, like who i was then, and how its made me who i am today.

this box gives me the chance to remember the people who changed my perspectives, and gave me the opportunity to learn something about myself. 

i left apart of myself in every picture.

every memory.

every person i met along my path.

what was once this old box holds the stories of my life.

a collection of the people who helped me find myself.

were all left with our own box of old pictures.

our own past of people who helped us and carried us through what felt like hard times. we all have hearts and hands we once held and no longer hold anymore.

we all have our past, and though it may seem easy to hide away in a box it should never escape us completely. it made us who we are and we should never be so willing to let who we are go. 

© nldm 

a mess of a mind

does your mind ever wander?

lead you places it shouldn’t?

down dark halls you wish it wouldn’t.

does it leave you lost?

feeling dark and empty.

does it keep you up at night

and have no pity?

no mercy at all,

for what it makes you feel.

leads you places 

you only wished were real.

and does it fight with you

for your sanity’s sake

force your eyes open

while you lie awake

while it twists what you feel

and twists what you think

while you try to sleep,

but your problems won’t shrink.

and the longer you lie there

the longer your lost

the longer it controls you

at every single cost.

so when will you run 

from all the halls it makes

run from the fear

and darkness it creates.

when can you shut off

turn down what it says

shut the doors of your mind

hide away the mess. 

© nldm 

lost in wonderland

spinning 

round and round

losing control

running into walls

unsure of where to go

and all these walls have mirrors

i’m haunted by my ghosts

i’m running into walls

i’m not sure where to go

i’m falling down a tunnel

that spirals till the end

it spins me round and round

while i hold onto my head

im down that rabbit hole

where alice once went

this strange foreign land

where all my times now spent

and now i’m left lost

in my little wonderland

searching for a way out,

but first i’ll need a plan

and all these mirrors haunt me

like the queen who haunted her,

trying to find my way around

but its all just one big blurr,

and there’s a talking cat

that always comes and goes,

reminding me just how far

i am away from home

but i’m not Alice you see,

so why am i so lost,

i’m becoming all these sizes 

at the expense of someone else

now i’ve cried a pool of tears,

maybe to swim my way on out,

maybe she isn’t the only one lost

left wandering without a doubt,

maybe we all have our own wonderland,

a bit of alice left in us,

maybe were all like wild flowers,

settling amongst the dust. 

© nldm 

from the moon and the stars

night 

we meet again

where in your darkness i find my comfort

while i stare amongst your stars

submerged in your blanket of blue and black

where you make life seem less hard

your moon is where i find my light

my faith stays in your changing shapes

i look forward to each different night

i stare at all the beauty you make

where i watch you ignite my world

color it bright in a dusk of dark

where you set fire to my soul

from the moon and the stars. 

© nldm

rooted in me

you rooted yourself in me
deeper then you know
and your branches surround me
everywhere I go.

planted in my heart
weeded thru my soul
making it so hard
to ever let you go.

where you planted your love
flowers grew
all along the branches
from me to you.

where I pluck the leaves
you left for me
planted in my bones
they set me free.

under all your branches
I find my shade
protecting me from the sun
and all the worlds pain

when your leaves fall
so do mine
shedding your skin
leaving everything behind

carried by the wind
your leaves take flight
holding onto your branches
with all my might

thru changing colors
and seasons too
from dead leaves
flowers grow few

holding out for life
waiting for the rain
wrapping your roots tighter
all along my veins

so now I rooted myself
deep inside your heart
where I felt my branches grow
right from the very start

inside of our bodies
our branches intertwine
our leaves fall together
for every branch, every vine. 

© NLDM