Showing posts with label #mind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #mind. Show all posts

Friday, April 6, 2018

Goodnight, sleep tight


"Goodnight, sleep tight."



When you're tired at night, it's time to lay your body on the bed

It's time to go to sleep you have thoughts, swirling around your head

As your mind fades away you now fall, into a deep, deep sleep

You have dreams in your mind but you're not sure, what they really mean


Sometimes scary, a nightmare, they frighten you deep inside your soul

You are restless, start to sweat, heart pumping fast, you think you're in (Hell) Sheol

When you're sleeping at night, you're not aware of what's really going on

The world is moving around while your body lies in bed all alone


Not aware of your very own existence, not even knowing, you're lying on your bed

Your subconscious and your mind doesn't know, if you're alive or you are dead


Then the morning time arrives, you awake, your eyes open wide and you say 

I now know that I'm alive, I can enjoy and I can live another day


Finally, the day is over, I go to bed and do it all again

However, will I wake up in the morning to enjoy, yes, to live another day

When I go to sleep at night, there may be no opportunity, to give, a big farewell wave

It may be the last time you close your eyes as, you're heading for the grave




Written by Chris Turner
January 30, 2017

Saturday, January 16, 2016

Memories hidden in the back of my mind


Memories hidden in the back of my mind

(A poem about dementia & Alzheimer’s disease)



I’m sitting looking out the window thinking of days gone by

The times I looked up at the rainbow as it spanned across the sky



The family were young and full of life they played and worked till dawn

Enjoying the sun all day long until it was faded and gone



I would bake and sew and knit and cook re-using old clothes that were worn

I’ve loved my kids every day from the first day they were born



There was a flurry of activity around my home when the kids came home from school

Drinking milk with cookies and lots of snacks they would eat till they were full



They’re all grown up now playing with friends finding their way through life

One day the boys will meet a girl and take her as his wife



The girls they’re playing with their dolls along with their girly toys

Dressing themselves and brushing their hair with the hope to meet some boys



Life goes on and they’re married now they have a life of their own

It’s funny how they don’t look back to see that I’m all alone



The cookies the muffins the baking I did and the meals that we all shared

I’m getting older time’s slipping away I thought they would have cared



All these things are thoughts I have of the memories I could find

They were lurking in the back of my head before I lost my mind



I’m in a home now that’s for seniors you know, when you can’t remember when

My memory is fading really fast as I write this with my pen



My kids they thought it best for me to send me to this place

So they could live their life in peace not having to see my face



You see, no one knows these thoughts that I have they think that I’ve gone insane

They just don’t see my inner hurts they just don’t see my pain



As I’m staring at the walls for now people going to and fro’

No one comes to see me anymore it’s nearly time for me to go



Oh! Yes, the muffins the baking the meals we all shared those memories I make them last

The times we cuddled and loved each other are just things of the past



The children finally get the call to let them know I’ve gone

 To my final home up in the sky at last I’m not alone.



Written by Chris Turner

October 16th, 2012


My dream, my dream, part of a devilish scheme




 My dream, my dream, part of a devilish scheme

Last night Lord I had a dream as feeling part of a devilish scheme

I really don’t know Lord what to do as all I want is to worship you

I go to sleep Lord singing your song my unconscious soul it all goes wrong

As I lay and rest my mind it tries, I pray and sing as I close my eyes



Before I sleep all I think of is you but then I dream and it turns out untrue

Things happen in my dream I’d never think of I need you more Lord I need your love

I wake up now in the middle of the night I wake up Lord with more than fright

Please free my soul from the devil’s hold the dreams I have makes my heart feel cold



When I wake I sing the songs that I write to you don’t let me down Lord whatever you do

Free my mind from the pain and grief please free my soul, give me instant relief

I go to sleep with you on my mind but have awful dreams one of a kind

I don’t make them up they are always there free my mind show me that you care



In my dreams there’s emotional pain spiritually Lord am I going insane.

I’ve tried so hard not to have any doubt to try and figure what you’re all about

However, I need you to help when I have a dream to help me deal with this devilish scheme

I cannot tell anyone what my dream’s about, as it doesn’t come close to being devout



I’ve never dreamed of the type that I’ve had O’God in my heart it makes me feel sad

I want to fall on my knees for this dream and repent “cause I really know it was devil sent

Cleanse me Lord please be so kind let your Spirit cleanse, heart, soul and mind

My horrid dreams won’t go away I feel as though they’re here to stay



The chains in the distance dragging on the ground the worst noise that I’ve ever found

They were coming to get me to capture my soul but I notice in front of me a large manhole

As the chains got nearer they slid on the ground sliding down the hole with a crashing sound

I quickly put on the cover to seal the hole then someone sat on that cover that freed my soul



I’ll never forget this noise that I tell it was a sound from the devil straight out of hell

Thank you Lord for providing that hole in the ground for freeing my soul that seemed hell bound

Now, as my mind unconsciously starts again to dream keep me safe from that devilish scheme

Tonight Lord when I go to sleep I pray for a Heavenly dream and my soul to keep


Written by Chris Turner

December 18, 2013

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

"My dream, my dream, part of a devilish scheme" (Poem)



"My dream, my dream, part of a devilish scheme"
 Last night Lord I had a dream as feeling part of devilish scheme
I really don’t know Lord what to do as all I want is to worship you
I go to sleep Lord singing your song my unconscious soul it all goes wrong
As I lay and rest and my heart it tries, I pray and sing as I close my eyes

Before I sleep all I think of is you but then I dream and it turns out untrue
Things happen in my dream I’d never think of I need you more Lord I need your love
I wake up now in the middle of the night I wake up Lord with more than fright
Please free my soul from the devil’s hold the dreams I have makes my heart feel cold

When I wake I sing the songs that I write to you don’t let me down Lord whatever you do
Free my mind from the pain and grief please free my soul, give me instant relief
I go to sleep with you on my mind but have awful dreams one of a kind
I don’t make them up they are always there free my mind show me that you care

In my dreams there’s emotional pain spiritually Lord am I going insane.
I’ve tried so hard not to have any doubt to try and figure what you’re all about
However, I need you to help when I have a dream to help me deal with this devilish scheme
I cannot tell anyone what my dream’s about, as it doesn’t come close to being devout

I’ve never dreamed of the type that I’ve had O’God in my heart it makes me feel sad
I want to fall on my knees for this dream and repent “cause I really know it was devil sent
Cleanse me Lord please be so kind let your Spirit cleanse, heart, soul and mind
My horrid dreams won’t go away I feel as though they’re here to stay

The chains in the distance dragging on the ground the worst noise that I’ve ever found
They were coming to get me to capture my soul but I notice in front of me a large manhole
As the chains got nearer they slid on the ground sliding down the hole with a crashing sound
I quickly put on the cover to seal the hole someone sat on that cover that freed my soul

I’ll never forget this noise that I tell it was a sound from the devil straight out of hell
Thank you Lord for providing that hole in the ground for freeing my soul that seemed hell bound
Now, as my mind unconsciously starts again to dream keep me safe from that devilish scheme
Tonight Lord when I go to sleep I pray for a Heavenly dream and my soul to keep

Written by ChrisTurner
December 18, 2013