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    Cameraman
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    Brians Poems and Prose

    We need light in order to create darkness
    It takes the power of light to make darkness happen
    Without light, there can be no darkness

    When we dive into our mind
    What exactly can we see
    Is there hope or inspiration
    Is there an emotional abdication

    What is the cause of my misery
    Can the answers be found checking my history
    What is the path that I must choose
    I canít decide for I may lose

    My reality has altered
    My mental state has faltered
    If only I was able to cry
    I canít you see cos Iím a guy

    I am the rock you rely on me
    I am the one who must simply be
    Supporting others to hell with me
    And yes you know thatís where Iíll be

    Why canít you see this pain I carry
    This awful burden is my adversary
    You think this is just arbitrary
    In a wooden box itís me youíll carry

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    That's really beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
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    Thanks for sharing, very poignant.
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    Cameraman
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    Scotland

    The light is so pure
    The colours are serene
    This is the most beautiful
    Place I’ve ever seen

    You should come here for a visit
    Or even for a while
    You might just fall in love with it
    Forever it will make you smile

    There are rugged mountains
    Wild animals roaming the moors
    There are freshwater lochs
    This land it can be yours
    You will never find
    A place that’s so diverse
    Everyone will stop to speak
    With you they will converse
    Take a trip to the highlands
    Dance through the heather
    Or come and see the lowlands
    Never mind the weather

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    Cameraman
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    Just Another Day

    Here I stand and Here I will fall
    My back once more against the wall
    Can someone put a light on
    For I fear what I will see

    For once the light at the end of the tunnel is not the oncoming train
    There is a way out and to stop feeling this pain
    I try to move forward
    But something is puling me back again and again

    Fight it I will
    Fight it I must
    Who out there can help me
    Who can I trust

    At this moment there is a passion
    I am ready to engage
    This fight with depression
    I won't win with rage

    So forward I go
    I step to the light
    Hard as it is
    And try as I might

    What is it that is out there
    What is it I fear
    Should I go towards it
    Should I let it come near

    Now I am confused
    I am tired and weary
    Rest for my will
    Then I will see clearly

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    Cameraman
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    Into The Happy

    Let's go into the happy
    Lets all do it
    And make it snappy

    There doesn't have to be
    So much misery
    Let's go into the happy

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    Bippyone
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    Yes Camerman this poems tells how hard it is for men to cry and be the ones who need support when in everything that we see men are there to be strong and fearless which I am sure then so many men in wartime were not up against the most fearsome events and things that affect the lives of so many. Thank you for that poem as my son suffers with depression and mania and sometimes is reluctant to accept help.

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