Hell alive

My embarrassing admission 

I got lost

Booze

Dope

Dad’s agonizing death

My kids disappeared in tail lights

Perhaps 

Maybe just lights turned on

Pained cats get it

Sometimes it’s all we got

Then chaos hits

Wait

It was there forever 

Then nothing 

Just screaming walls

Then nothing 

Then 4 kids blitz

Then nothing 

Sudden no…38 years

I want to blame you 

Them

Anyone 

Just me

Then what 

Self Inflicted Perspective

My time-line doesn’t matter

Recollected flashes

Moments magnified by the entirety

Minimized by the moments

Juvenile jests made clear

FEAR

nothing more

Simplicity complicates Simplicity

to me

You?

don’t know

Suddenly awake

Aware of internal animosity

At me

….always me

Most would disagee

Outward appearance

a fiscade

So cleverly orchestrated

i was my lie

To cope

Sincerely believed

Truth shattered lies

Lies diluted perception of truth

No more

Or…..

Unintentional rhyme

Unintentional rhyme

I can’t help but sit and ponder

Why i always had to wander

Never able to hold My mask

Twas cemented by that hypnotic flask

Seemed every time i began to mend

Destruction loomed just around the bend

Pain was All i could control

took Foolish pride in that painful mold

ALL was lost in the First drop

Loathing myself too much to stop

Such self hate

my DOMINate trait

Chaos birthed pain

my pain left scars

My dreams of peace… they feel like Mars

Far away, a distant dot

Reseved myself to simply rot

Reasons still unknown to me

No move left so i drop to plea

“Oh Lord, i don’t know what to do

my only hope is turn to You

Why did i choose a life like this.

It’s what I ponder gazing at my wrists

Oh my God so many marks

Made alone trapped in My dark

Lost in tears I hears Him say

“My son, look up, it’s a brand new day

I AM always here

I know it’s hard but please don’t fear

I’ll guide your steps

I’ll fill your heart

From you I will not depart

TAKE a breath

you are now safe

All I ask is you keep the faith

I died for you, and I’ll do more

So pick yourself up off the floor

I’m here My son

I’ll watch your back

Simply cut yourself some slack

QUIT asking how you’ll clear the dross

I already did while on that cross

It’s finished son

Welcome home my boy

This is for you

My unending joy

Dead-end

Dead-end

    Why!?
Seeking that which cannot be found
Numbed to feel
Unintentionally ignorant Exploits of youth dominating my course
Solitude came
Ironic…expected
Always Seeking
Neverending
What I blindly sought til the seeking became what I sought

Screaming silence

noone

tomorrow’s problems seemingly suddenly yesterday’s scars
What happened….

me


Filling the Void

Filling the Void

For far too long I have been seeking to fill the emptiness that has haunted me since day one….atleast as far back as I can remember. 

Drugs, booze, relationships…I desperately sought to irraticate the void. No matter what I had or what I lacked the hole remained, tainting every moment. 

I came to realize something I once knew but chose to forget under the crushing weight of shame and fear. 

My comfort is found in comforting others. My desire to press on will only be fueled by motivating and encouraging those who are discouraged. 

If I want love I must be love

Written by: Justin Ludwig

Patterns

What do you do when what you want isn’t what you want

     Where do you go when you’ve reached your destination only to find yourself somehow more lost than ever 

    Turned around

    Stumbling through

         Doubting the doubts of doubts

Patterns of a life repeat til now

      feared greater than any nightmare 

Most are their heros

    Others, their own villain 

A monster between it all 

   Between each thought

        Every feeling & action

Plotting & widdling against….against me

Vigilance til over thought floods

Fighting the invisible 

                     the patterns

      the unknown within thar manifests emptiness 

Written by: Justin Ludwig 03/11/22

Revealings in the Dark

The dark path, penetrated by shafts of light cutting through the mist of the untold day.

The path though traveled often is unknown, for who knows what the familiar path holds until it is walked out in it’s entirety in the present. This reality pushes me forward; possibilities of refreshing, renewing and renovating waft in the crispness of the darkness like the aroma of pine on a mountainside, on the verge of overwhelming yet captivating.

In the silence my thoughts begin to flow. Like that of a babbling brook which seems to flow uphill…. am I seeking or am I fleeing? Does it matter? In this contemplation the tangible reality dissipates. The only illumination, hazy yellow markers cutting the darkness like that of a dull knife, still glowing from the fires embrace.

My eyes cannot help but be drawn off this path into the darkness, where the unknown spectrum lies. Blessings and monsters dot my horizon but remain unseen from this vantage.

The days is before me, what does it hold?

Written by: Justin Ludwig

01/07/2019

Birth Days

The brilliance

emerges over unfamiliar fields

Seemingly unmoving, it rises

It’s Beauty tainted

Always by the familiar

Ushering in the repetition

my heart Cries out

How do i know?

When each thought

every feeling

Overlapping in an instant

so fast…..

A blur of Hope, wrapped in frustration

i long for what waits

So wait,

Rising

rising, rising

All the while the melody flows

another and again

Searching for what’s already obtained

Still I sit

still yet frantic

Written by: Justin Ludwig