Sebastian Melmoth

I have a meeting with a stranger to search how I'm feeling. Connecting, dissecting, searching my mind, it'll be quite revealing.

Surprised how easy to find speaking to a stranger.Feeling safe, a friendly face this professional exchanger.
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A message of thanks to you
Who me? Yes you?
What did I do?
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Marvel window frame from a train
Serenity on a passenger train
Cinematic scenes of England's green
Passing golden meadow fields
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Fear trembling shaking old bones aching

Anger constant fighting rage of the unknown of no control
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Who am I'?
Nothing makes sense anymore
Lost soul on the earth in the infinite universe
What have I become?
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Who is this monster I see reflecting at me feeling sick at the sight of my own appearance?

Heart ache voices covert the hush-hush of dejections scorn
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Friends to see you through,
The ups and downs your friends are part of life's glue.
From silly Nelly, giggling Jill and mad hatter Ron
There always there when you need them, people you can rely on
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The beauty of youth with skin so fair and smooth like the calm waters on the calmest lake.

Hair so thick and perfect like a pretty forest so perfect waving freely In life's wind and through the seasons.
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Read all about it they used to say,
get your news from a paper the old-fashioned way
A day without news would a be day the whole world stands still
Imagine the silence wouldn't that be brill
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When you look up what do you see?
Beauty in the skylight
Head leaning back the universe above us
Eyes wide open the awesome spectacle
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Anxiety
Depression
Here comes a worrying session
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The story of two rivers woven in the hands of time
Referenced in epic tales
A powerful landmark to behold in awesome awe.
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Negative thought pops into my head like a weed growing in the soul.
Head starts swirling the thoughts of injustice caused.

The weed of negativity starts to grow bigger, anger, rage, upset are its poisonous petals.
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Waiting for doors to open, people standing sharing glances
Whose feet will be first on the train? who will get a seat? I don't fancy my chances

Hussle and bustle we pile in all squashed like sardines
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Good days full of meaning
Filling your heart with hope and joy

Good days giving your body a positive glow
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Sunshine your beautiful
Light of love shining on the world
The bright signal of a brand new day
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The healing power of laughter
Let it out laughing to the rafter

Chortle cackle positive Bubbles
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Like a new-born child we meet each other at life's station ready to board not knowing the destination.
Anticipation of the journey ahead will everything be on time, will there be delay, to disrupt the timetable hanging by a thread.
Our parents' guide us in our carriage sitting beside us like sturdy tracks on the line, following the safety signs so that we will be fine.
Middle aged now we're halfway through our journey, we start to appreciate the scenery more out the window, the memories as the train builds up speed.
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Pick your stone representing life's feelings the rising anticipation grows

Throw the stone with pride along a smooth pulse ricocheting on the water with love
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Choices impaired the danger sirens at full volume

Hatred filled sinister sisters with gaunt faces wearing their piercing judgemental vision goggles on
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