Here’s a little something. I scribbled for my wonderful wife Mrs Bob, as an explanation of how I feel. I wish I could say these things to her instead of just scribbling them down. So in honour of my amazing wife, and what ultimately brought us together. I give you a little something called Quantum Entanglement….
By Bob Christian
You are the nucleus to my electron,
Dancing endlessly, on the sands of time.
Holding each other, an eternal bond,
Never ending or beginning.
Anxiety by Bob W Christian
There’s a demon
Inside my head. I see him, hiding In a dark corner Of my mind.
Lurking, his blood
Red eyes, he’s hungry; Waiting to be fed. Once again, slowly Stalking me.
Feeding off the pitch Black darkness, pain I’ve got hidden deep Within me.
Consuming every last
Bit of light within me, Until he wins, and I’m Completely lost to my Demons.
By Bob W Christian
The greatest trick this devil
Ever performed is complete Manipulation of perception Of the current situation.
Giving no real thought
To an unpleasant existence; Looking for a way out, some Simple distraction.
Based on facts so thin they’re
Transparent, it begins to take Hold; blinkering you into Seeing a different perspective.
Is it all fake news?
“Hoarding” By Bob W Christian.
Misplaced. Stashed. A collection
There’s a use for everything here – Lost but never forgotten.
It’s here somewhere, Amongst
Ceiling-high papers, seemingly Empty boxes, or In a cupboard.
Searching room by room, almost
Drowning in a labyrinth of memories. It’s here somewhere, I know it is.
I can’t dispose of it, I might
Need it one day. Until then it Sits with the rest, gathering dust.
Memories, heartache, evidence of
Past mistakes stack up Hoarding Emotions, never letting go of pain.
No longer needed, still I’m unable
to discard them. Until they’re too much – Crashing over, pulling me under.
It started way back in high school. A break
up, losing a loved one. I Kept them all, not wanting to lose anything.
Ever again, no matter what, how ever
Much it hurt. But it’s time let go now. To Spring Clean – declutter, before it’s too late.