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Tearing off my fake skin.

only because i want be accepted by society again.

thinking that no one wanted me around anymore.So i ran as

i did before not really realizing the people i left that i adored

and i was often putting myself down and frown upon even mentaly Scourn.

most people never accepted me for me.but for what they wanted to see.

and i more so looked into negativity. I couldn't accept who i wanted to be

so i pretended to be something i wasnt 'but is that truely a crime.

wanting to just be like someone else at any giving time.

my sin that i committed that i only wanted to be cool like the rest.

but instead i played the part for the fool at best.

i wasn't judged by the color of my skin but i was misplaced

from deep within, but when indeed the facts are.

for some reason i just never quite fit in.

and i was told i had the best of both worlds being white and black.

and i didn't know how to really carry myself nor act. So i lived in shame

just because i wanted a little bit fame.So i should have been proud

of who i was as a person. but in actuality never had my own personality.

i just wanted to be heard. but in reality i was just a nerd.

I find myself once again for it wasn't acceptence from finding friends

or female companionship to share that love that was always there

but instead it was the Lord Jessus Christ my saviour that cared and at the age of 33

im truly free of my depression and i know i will never seek this

negative Obsession. people always ask me why do i look in my past.

its just because i didn't wanna give up. with out being given a second chance.

so im going to no longer hide and rip off my fake disguise stand up with alot of pride.

and im going to fight for what i beleave in my inner spritiual side

so thank you heavenly father for showering down with your beautful grace

for i'am truely blessed with your powerful embrace.

I was cast in shadows of doubts
Where I would stand in winter woods
Surrounded by these long straight bars
Stretching majestically away from the sun
So that standing behind each tall bare tree
Rising right high over me or under me
Not always knowing which direction
Will leads me home or away to darkness
And as always light should follow me
Shining path I will follow along the way

Time's run out I here you shout, he goes so very fast
Before you know what the future holds, whoosh he's gone he's passed
I point..."There's precious time, there he goes, he's just passed us by"
That's time alright I hear you cry, for no man does he wait
You have to give him credit though he's never ever late.

Copyright Peter R Bolton 21-10-2017

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I walk peacefully
alongside her, that was me.
Pondering where I should be,
or should i say she?

Our paths split so long ago.
Was it impossible this dream
to join again, it seemed
a journey fraught with fear.

I see her shadow in the water.
does she want the same?
Is she game
to try again?

I did shout in anger at her,
in the splitting, all those years ago.
I challenged her "be gone, go".
the shadow disappeared oh so slow.

Was I wrong
to cut the threads
of myself, my fears, my dreads?
I sigh in peace holding shadows in my head.

flight of a hundred swifts
over fields of Summer lifts
leaving songs as parting gifts
departing arrows in darting shifts

Having Asperger's spectrum! I often think deeply...


Have the courage to eliminate the negatives in your life so your positives have a chance to speak! To succeed your desire for success should be greater than your fear of failure,



People think that I am so strong but I'm not as strong as you think I am. The truth is you just don't realise how close I am to completely falling apart..


When i am experiencing the worst pain i want to make others smile because its not nice to be sad,


I never know what strength i had until life began to test me,
It takes real strength for me to keep trying when the whole world expects me to fail.


As i am walking down this road of change, may i grow stronger, wiser, and more confident in the decisions i make i live my life for my future..

For what its worth those star too far
The things to never find
For every heart I've chafed and led to chase
During my shaded divide --
Pale this print of sunshine skin
Envelope another mind that is eager within.

And now the day turns into night
The Storm that dances towards this hill
Shall lend its light and strike in fright.

Imperfections reign on this surface of man
A brother to the secreted thoughts that lie beneath
A wanderer drinking the wanderlust
Of the poets curse
Seeking perfection within imperfection.

Composing this upon the fly
Brooks and Dunn the ballads-bye
Back to the world and its boring pace
Traffic congestion and bills to pay
If only to survive just one more day
So I might find that tender hand
Sublime the contours within her sighs.

This Blue Train

tasting the sweet rain tracing down my face...
unitelligible sounds and benign utterances break the silence...
i watch the blue fog slowly move in,
penetrating each and every glance of mine eye...


the blue train slowly passes by ~
soon to chase away the distance between now and then....
acquiring rights of an assumed passenger ~
warming my feet within her cabin's frame,
passing in review before her porters and residents...I ask...

what will they see of me?

who will i let them see?

not me...

not now...

i want to ferry the passageways incognito....
empty and void is how i feel,
still warm to touch,
but too cold to feel...

like this blue train...

like this choking blue smoke...

like the blue cloak of the morning fog.

meloncholy is my mask and mood,

just now...

on this blue train.

gm sexton

time is feeting gose soo fast loves ive lost never did last, going on 60 with no one around, hoping that a new love just might get found? lost is my curage lost is my soul, like the dried up cerial in a bowl. I often linger to flip through these pages, looking and wondering how many ages. lost was the teamship that is there with a friend lost is my tenderness from loved nights end. almost crying to think how long its been,lost and needing some love from a friend. simple and true was a long lived love then she was gone taken above. days start and they die one bleeds through another hoping ill feel that close to another? lost.