Category: Book – Peace Out Poems (with Images) about My Abnormalities Normality

Tired I am   ~
trying to be all I can be
Struggle and fight the odds
I’ll show them   ~   yeah right
Sometimes, I wonder
if it’s worth it all
Beyond my delusions
who really cares what I do
All seem busy   ~
living out their lives each day
Never noticing my efforts
my cause   ~   my vision
~ ~
Damn it all   ~
I say to my pathetic self
~    Think about it
for who   ~   anyhow, actually listens
to my bitching ways
it’s up to me to live proactively
and then bring change
I must cherish the moment   ~   live fully
Appreciate life’s struggle
therein   ~   lies the key
Not the end that really matters
but it’s all in the journey   ~

“When it comes to that journey called life,
fully enjoy the dance
before the music comes to an end.”

peace out

Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~

alive & kickin’
hell yeah,
~    I say
life is   ~   worth livin’
especially,
a life filled with purpose
gotta live   ~   while alive
come on   ~
why just wait
for the end
for some attainment
of some prize
in the hereafter
~    however,
you gotta believe
its way better
to know   ~   experience
life’s whole journey
get the full scope
of its meaning
regardless   ~
what it presents
its lessons,
the hurts and pains
~    therefore,
deciding for oneself
amidst the struggle
the turmoil of it all
to not waste
one speck of living
finding the value for it
~    therein,
making the choice of   ~
sucking life   ~   all in
by relating to it
by being a part of it
trying to connect
every   ~   every last dot
‘cause,
life   ~   the living
acts as if it wants
to be alive
so then   ~   life
as far as,
I can see   ~   envision
always   ~   always
keeps on kickin’   ~

“Alive & kickin’, a life worth livin’, is a life filled with purpose.”

peace out

~Keith Alan Hamilton~

~    keep on trying
go on and on
never give up
says   ~
the voice within

~    get back up
dust yourself off
try again and again
says   ~
the voice within

~    have willpower
learn discipline
build stamina
says   ~
the voice within

~    no obsessing
stop bitching
knock it off, now
says   ~
the voice within

~    live life as alive
why live as if dead
fully breathe life in
says   ~
the voice within

“When I’m feeling really down
the voice within me will say,
‘just breathe’ and then I do.”

peace out

Words by   ~Keith Alan Hamilton~

at times   ~   I fully feel
the loneliness
a sort of abandonment
deep within my being
penetrating the depths
of my mortality   ~
I stand as naked
pale as a corpse
mentally subdued
as if to be
dead to all else
where no one
knows of   ~
this plight
my downtrodden ways
of suffocating despair
neither at all
am I to find   ~
a single bit of concern
within the reach
of what comprises
the bleak silhouette
shadowing   ~
my somber disposition
~ ~
as I wrestle   ~
struggle within the realm
known to me as darkness
I find   ~
my right
to acceptance
for being the way I am
without the stigma of guilt
upon my back    ~
nor the need for pity
shown from those
who have no capacity
for real understanding
beyond   ~
the quick fix remedy
and the proverbial scold
‘get over it’
echoing
its empty council
proclaiming a time limit
as to the affairs
plaguing my morose
condition
whatever   ~
I’ve dwelt in the pit before
alone   ~
and
I know my way about
its catacombs
filled with an anguish
designed to be debilitating
so to prevent my escape
of which I’ve done
many   ~   many times
to the chagrin of my keeper
and because of such
I have no doubt   ~
once again
I’ll rise up
from this grave
smothering me slowly
with this   ~
heavy melancholy
yes   ~   I will
with all I can muster
I’ll fight my way back
into the comfort of day
letting it saturate
my mind
with those light rays
of hope
lifting my weaken spirit
giving it a renewed vision
to walk once more
as I recall   ~   remember
upon the land   ~   as the living

“For me anyhow, mental lows are the aftereffect upon my entire body drained from a high-functioning mind begging for some rest; it ain’t no illness, but a natural, cyclical response to the ongoing process of mind within my body; I’ve accepted this and feel no guilt for me being me.”

peace out

~Keith Alan Hamilton~

as I walk upon this earth
being just a part of all else
I hold my hands to the sky
as an individual   ~
wanting my moment
under the sun   ~   as if
it had some relevance
some purpose
filled with significance
for all those who notice
‘cause I lived   ~
‘cause I cared   ~
to even matter
not only to myself
but to others
and it is because of that
my being   ~
was worth every moment
I drew a breath
upon this earth
and my struggle to live on
to be   ~
really   ~   really
does have importance
to the very end
regardless   ~   the eventuality
for I gave it my all   ~   to live
~ ~
live on  ~
I say loud and clear
it will be worth the effort
stand tall   ~
I’ll lift my hands to the sky
take each breath
one at a time
smile every time
each new day does arrive
my struggle   ~
its reality   ~
will always be my victory

peace out

Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~

showing no mercy
that guiltless fog
laced
with despondency
silently
casts
the net
of its affliction
upon
the weary spirit
offering
no hope of release
only holding forth
mental
distress
of displaced
subsistence
within the
moon’s shadow
that darkness
harboring
judgments
about abnormality
triggering
a myriad of
inhibitions
with an extreme
sensitivity
to clarity
where the
rays of sun
embracing
normality dwells

“I fear if I did not explore
and accept the darkness,
I would never appreciate fully
the radiance embodying the light.”

peace out

Words by    ~Keith Alan Hamilton~

bleak the prognosis
for a mental disposition
paralyzed
within a black hole
of melancholy
perilously
and relentlessly
pulled
down
down
by gravitational
dysfunction
void of mercy
causing this
cerebral dissolution
as if fated
to distort
and thusly bend away
if any   ~   ray of hope
that would shed light
upon the path
holding forth relief
for a predisposed mind
treading   ~   the dark side

peace out

Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~

deep down  ~   below
way   ~   way beyond
what seems
to the mind’s process
as the rational norm
for thought
~    is the not so normal
pattern for thinking
not necessarily
irrational thoughts
but those   ~
soaked in sorrow
floating aimlessly about
within a toxic
cesspool of guilt
habitually driven on
by disparaging archetypes
upon those waves
stirring the waters
of the emotional sea
~    wherein
flows the forces
of the dark side
with the predisposition
to surface a despondent
tidal wave of dejection
as if having
a sole purpose
the causing of   ~
a shipwrecked mind
~    wherefore
obscuring the way
by submersing all hope
for deliverance   ~
that sunken treasure
hidden to a psyche
overflowing
with malediction
buried underneath
that seabed of self-pity

peace out

Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~

sleepless nights
while turning
restlessly
upon my bed
I’m filled with
endless
thinking
~    thoughts
with memories
churning
about
my
curious mind
~    wondering
and
pondering
the vast
complexity
of stuff
within a reality
I’ve
experienced
or hope to
further
experience
as I breathe life
in and out
~    one breath
at a time

peace out

Words by    ~Keith Alan Hamilton~