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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Writing the tapestry of truth
Release the poetry

Feelings depth projected from our loving hearts
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Haunting music this my final overture. A score simply written by a troubled past endured.

Each careful note delivered orchestra of emotions plays the flow of feelings. Cello of madness reaching the depths of a tormented soul.
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Whenever you're feeling alone
Talk to me
Find me or just pick up the phone
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