Benjamin: Four Hundred Tries Later
I chose the word try
Way back when I did this
The very first time
For a very good reason
Life is trying
Living is giving it another go
Whether it be surviving or thriving
It's all about not quitting
More than once
I've turned away from this
So, what could it be
That keeps me coming back
A sad, simple truth
Could be fear
A simple, yet uplifting truth
Could be love
I have said before
Over this odyssey
Of 400 plus tries
That I am loved
That love is the fundamental reason
That all these tries later
Through the very darkest pits
Of all my anxiety and fear
I'm still here
Sunday, February 23, 2020
In the Pen Volume 2: #31: Slice
In the Pen Volume 2: #31: Slice
Cut me open
And find inside
A small, scared boy
Just trying to hide
Cut me deep
And find within
A fragile glimmer
Of hope since given
Given in
To the lost dreams
Of a life
Once lived
Cut me through
To the core of when
I once believed
A new chance could begin
Cut me open
And find inside
A small, scared boy
Just trying to hide
Cut me deep
And find within
A fragile glimmer
Of hope since given
Given in
To the lost dreams
Of a life
Once lived
Cut me through
To the core of when
I once believed
A new chance could begin
In the Pen Volume 2: #30: Jolt
In the Pen Volume 2: #30: Jolt
Bring me to life
With a jolt
Made of sacred energy
Compassion
Kindness
And care
Your love and support
Is priceless
And appreciated
Bring me to life
With a jolt
Made of sacred energy
Compassion
Kindness
And care
Your love and support
Is priceless
And appreciated
In the Pen Volume 2: #29: Double
In the Pen Volume 2: #29: Double
Doubling up
On the quantity
Of my writing
Doubling down
On its importance
In my life
Doubling up
On the quantity
Of my writing
Doubling down
On its importance
In my life
In the Pen Volume 2: #28: Gift
In the Pen Volume 2: #28: Gift
It's been explained to me
That each and every day
Is a gift
Good day: gift
Bad day: gift
The gift is the breath
In my lungs
The chance in my life
To live
An endless potential
Of opportunities
Is most definitely
A cursed gift
Endlessness is as exciting
As it is overwhelming
It's been explained to me
That each and every day
Is a gift
Good day: gift
Bad day: gift
The gift is the breath
In my lungs
The chance in my life
To live
An endless potential
Of opportunities
Is most definitely
A cursed gift
Endlessness is as exciting
As it is overwhelming
In the Pen Volume 2: #27: Thunder
In the Pen Volume 2: #27: Thunder
The signal of things to come
A storm inevitable
Bearing down on all things
Unfortunate enough to be on its path
There is no escaping the path
No avoiding the storm
We exist in the storm's world
And it decides without discretion
To raze from the earth
The lesser mortals
And their creations
With unmatched power
The signal of things to come
A storm inevitable
Bearing down on all things
Unfortunate enough to be on its path
There is no escaping the path
No avoiding the storm
We exist in the storm's world
And it decides without discretion
To raze from the earth
The lesser mortals
And their creations
With unmatched power
In the Pen Volume 2: #26: Stretch
In the Pen Volume 2: #26: Stretch
To reach a new level
A plane previously prohibited
Stretch your mind
Reaching out to a realm unseen
Unknown, untraveled, unclaimed
In its pure state
This place is not
Without welcome
It is of potential
Made by the unknown
Reach for more
More courage to explore
What has not been
More wisdom to understand
Our infinitesimal place
To reach a new level
A plane previously prohibited
Stretch your mind
Reaching out to a realm unseen
Unknown, untraveled, unclaimed
In its pure state
This place is not
Without welcome
It is of potential
Made by the unknown
Reach for more
More courage to explore
What has not been
More wisdom to understand
Our infinitesimal place
In the Pen Volume 2: #25: Prickly
In the Pen Volume 2: #25: Prickly
Ouch! 'Twas a rose's thorn
But lack, 'tis true beauty
Of red, of white, of golden yellow
Ouch! 'Twas another rose's thorn
Verily unto mine eyes I see new light
Of blue, of purple, of silky pink
Prick me upon my finger sweet rose
And I will match your red petals
With my flowing blood
However, I could never match
The beauty in your life
With the turmoil of my own
Perhaps I should ready my throne
Ouch! 'Twas a rose's thorn
But lack, 'tis true beauty
Of red, of white, of golden yellow
Ouch! 'Twas another rose's thorn
Verily unto mine eyes I see new light
Of blue, of purple, of silky pink
Prick me upon my finger sweet rose
And I will match your red petals
With my flowing blood
However, I could never match
The beauty in your life
With the turmoil of my own
Perhaps I should ready my throne
In the Pen Volume 2: #24: Chop
In the Pen Volume 2: #24: Chop
With swift strikes
A flurry of blows
Makes far too quick
An end to what might
Have been eternal
The tallest trees
Stretching towards the endlessness
Refusing to harm others
Even for the sake
Of their own growth
Benevolence betrayed
Harmony harnessed
And a planet gasps
With only a few breaths remaining
Suffocation is inevitable
With swift strikes
A flurry of blows
Makes far too quick
An end to what might
Have been eternal
The tallest trees
Stretching towards the endlessness
Refusing to harm others
Even for the sake
Of their own growth
Benevolence betrayed
Harmony harnessed
And a planet gasps
With only a few breaths remaining
Suffocation is inevitable
In the Pen Volume 2: #23: Muddy
In the Pen Volume 2: #23: Muddy
One need not track in
The moistened earth beneath their feet
But, sometimes,
It sure is a lot of fun
One need not track in
The moistened earth beneath their feet
But, sometimes,
It sure is a lot of fun
In the Pen Volume 2: #22: Expensive
In the Pen Volume 2: #22: Expensive
A season of giving
Doesn't have to break the bank
From one's heart
Gratitude pours forth
And into the heart of another
Love's light is lit
Give unto one another
Not in the name of money
Give and receive
In the name of unconditional love
A season of giving
Doesn't have to break the bank
From one's heart
Gratitude pours forth
And into the heart of another
Love's light is lit
Give unto one another
Not in the name of money
Give and receive
In the name of unconditional love
In the Pen Volume 2: #21: Drain
In the Pen Volume 2: #21: Drain
You can take from me
My time
You can consume
My compassion
You can devour
My days
You can horde for yourself
My love
You can take
Not because I give
But because
No matter how much you take
There will always be more
Of me to give
You can take from me
My time
You can consume
My compassion
You can devour
My days
You can horde for yourself
My love
You can take
Not because I give
But because
No matter how much you take
There will always be more
Of me to give
In the Pen Volume 2: #20: Breakable
In the Pen Volume 2: #20: Breakable
I am not immune
To the hardships
Of both falsities
And truths
My will can be broken
Under the weight
Of woe and misery
First-hand and empathy
Pieces returned to where they once were
Not quite fitting the way they once did
I am not immune
To the hardships
Of both falsities
And truths
My will can be broken
Under the weight
Of woe and misery
First-hand and empathy
Pieces returned to where they once were
Not quite fitting the way they once did
In the Pen Volume 2: #19: Scorched
In the Pen Volume 2: #19: Scorched
Channeling from within
The fires of ferocity
Of passion
Of purpose
Erupting from within
An inferno
Capable of tempering
The tales of legends
Channeling from within
The fires of ferocity
Of passion
Of purpose
Erupting from within
An inferno
Capable of tempering
The tales of legends
In the Pen Volume 2: #18: Bottle
In the Pen Volume 2: #18: Bottle
There are many things
In our world
That can fit
Into a bottle
Our feelings do not
There are many things
In our world
That can fit
Into a bottle
Our feelings do not
In the Pen Volume 2: #17: Swollen
In the Pen Volume 2: #17: Swollen
Part of all life
Is failure
That results in pains
Scrapes, bruises, cuts, and blood
Before one is left with the scars
There can be
Mounds of concern
Worry formed atop the wound
Part of all life
Is failure
That results in pains
Scrapes, bruises, cuts, and blood
Before one is left with the scars
There can be
Mounds of concern
Worry formed atop the wound
In the Pen Volume 2: #16: Angular
In the Pen Volume 2: #16: Angular
Meticulous mathematical measurements
Keep the world standing
The same things that draw our eyes
Up towards the heavens
Were once a collection
Of drawn mathematical equations
Meticulous mathematical measurements
Keep the world standing
The same things that draw our eyes
Up towards the heavens
Were once a collection
Of drawn mathematical equations
In the Pen Volume 2: #15: Weak
In the Pen Volume 2: #15: Weak
Is it strength
To discuss what hurts
Once again?
Is it strength
To move on
From the pain?
Is it strength
To never let it go
To carry the weight?
Is it weakness
To fail to decide
What to do with the pain?
Is it strength
To discuss what hurts
Once again?
Is it strength
To move on
From the pain?
Is it strength
To never let it go
To carry the weight?
Is it weakness
To fail to decide
What to do with the pain?
In the Pen Volume 2: #14: Clock
In the Pen Volume 2: #14: Clock
Tick-tock
Goes the clock
The second hand racing around
To its progress we are bound
Tick-tock
Goes the clock
The minute hand moving
Regardless of what we're doing
Tick-tock
Goes the clock
The hour hand plays
Making minutes of our days
Tick-tock
Goes the clock
The second hand racing around
To its progress we are bound
Tick-tock
Goes the clock
The minute hand moving
Regardless of what we're doing
Tick-tock
Goes the clock
The hour hand plays
Making minutes of our days
In the Pen Volume 2: #13: Guarded
In the Pen Volume 2: #13: Guarded
Keep what matters most
Guarded
Not locked away
Not unreachable
Not without hope for freedom
But from fear
From rejection
Keep it guarded
Keep it yours
Keep what matters most
Guarded
Not locked away
Not unreachable
Not without hope for freedom
But from fear
From rejection
Keep it guarded
Keep it yours
In the Pen Volume 2: #12: Whale
In the Pen Volume 2: #12: Whale
It takes a creature
Of impressive immensity
To cross the leagues
Of an endless ocean blue
A song all its own
To fill the void
Seen by eyes closed
To the myths of the deep
It takes a creature
Of impressive immensity
To cross the leagues
Of an endless ocean blue
A song all its own
To fill the void
Seen by eyes closed
To the myths of the deep
In the Pen Volume 2: #11: Cruel
In the Pen Volume 2: #11: Cruel
The greatest cruelty
Is the fact
It never ends
Yes, there are moments bright
Glimpses of light
For those who make it through
Waiting at the end
Of light's path
Is another, cruel challenge
The greatest cruelty
Is the fact
It never ends
Yes, there are moments bright
Glimpses of light
For those who make it through
Waiting at the end
Of light's path
Is another, cruel challenge
In the Pen Volume 2: #10: Flowing
In the Pen Volume 2: #10: Flowing
At once, in one description
At twice, in the other
At thrice, returning again
Back and forth
It flows
Back and forth
The tide shall take us
Take us all
One day
At once, in one description
At twice, in the other
At thrice, returning again
Back and forth
It flows
Back and forth
The tide shall take us
Take us all
One day
In the Pen Volume 2: #9: Precious
In the Pen Volume 2: #9: Precious
Never let go
Of one so precious
That the loss
Would mean an end
And while that one
May leave
It doesn't have to be
Because you let go
Never let go
Of one so precious
That the loss
Would mean an end
And while that one
May leave
It doesn't have to be
Because you let go
In the Pen Volume 2: #8: Star
In the Pen Volume 2: #8: Star
I was once told
To shoot for the moon
So that I might
At least land among the stars
I now know
It was amongst the stars
That I would always end
The comfort of their endlessness
I was once told
To shoot for the moon
So that I might
At least land among the stars
I now know
It was amongst the stars
That I would always end
The comfort of their endlessness
In the Pen Volume 2: #7: Exhausted
In the Pen Volume 2: #7: Exhausted
Write one more
Page
Paragraph
Sentence
Word
Letter
Write
And keep writing
And then write some more
The hand cramps
The mind tires
And the soul depletes
With exhaustion challenging your drive
Kick it into the next gear
Exhaustion, like all challenges,
Is meant to be conquered
Write one more
Page
Paragraph
Sentence
Word
Letter
Write
And keep writing
And then write some more
The hand cramps
The mind tires
And the soul depletes
With exhaustion challenging your drive
Kick it into the next gear
Exhaustion, like all challenges,
Is meant to be conquered
In the Pen Volume 2: #6: Drooling
In the Pen Volume 2: #6: Drooling
It's a moment of humility
That makes me say
Yes, I drool while I sleep
It's a moment of humility
That makes me say
Yes, I drool while I sleep
In the Pen Volume 2: #5: Chicken
In the Pen Volume 2: #5: Chicken
Comparing fear
To being a chicken
Has never made sense to me
What is that the bird has done
To make an observer think
What a cowardly creature
A creature of instinct
Cannot be held to the standards
Of self-aware creatures
Comparing fear
To being a chicken
Has never made sense to me
What is that the bird has done
To make an observer think
What a cowardly creature
A creature of instinct
Cannot be held to the standards
Of self-aware creatures
In the Pen Volume 2: #4: Spell
In the Pen Volume 2: #4: Spell
Unleash upon the enemy
A gale force unrelenting
A storm unending
A raging inferno indomitable
Change the battlefield
Into a frozen tundra
An overwhelming flood
A land of lava
Create for your allies
A battle that cannot be lost
And for your enemies
A war that cannot be won
Unleash upon the enemy
A gale force unrelenting
A storm unending
A raging inferno indomitable
Change the battlefield
Into a frozen tundra
An overwhelming flood
A land of lava
Create for your allies
A battle that cannot be lost
And for your enemies
A war that cannot be won
In the Pen Volume 2: #3: Roasted
In the Pen Volume 2: #3: Roasted
My mind goes first
To the aroma
Of a kitchen
My mind goes next
To the taste
Inside my mouth
My mind goes last
To the warmth
Inside my stomach
Whether it be
Chicken, pork, or beef
A good roast is priceless
My mind goes first
To the aroma
Of a kitchen
My mind goes next
To the taste
Inside my mouth
My mind goes last
To the warmth
Inside my stomach
Whether it be
Chicken, pork, or beef
A good roast is priceless
In the Pen Volume 2: #2: Tranquil
In the Pen Volume 2: #2: Tranquil
Finding tranquility
Amongst the chaos
Can very well be
A fight beyond surviving
And instead
Be a willful drive
To thrive
Finding tranquility
Amongst the chaos
Can very well be
A fight beyond surviving
And instead
Be a willful drive
To thrive
In the Pen Volume 2: #1: Poisonous
In the Pen Volume 2: #1: Poisonous
It courses through my veins
Fills my lungs
Suffocating my hope
And dashing my dreams
As the poison burns me
Inside out
It is nearly ever present
It is always within
It is anxiety
And only I can
Find my own way out
Thank you
Nonetheless
To those who keep picking me up
Pointing out the way
And encouraging me
To take the next step forward
It courses through my veins
Fills my lungs
Suffocating my hope
And dashing my dreams
As the poison burns me
Inside out
It is nearly ever present
It is always within
It is anxiety
And only I can
Find my own way out
Thank you
Nonetheless
To those who keep picking me up
Pointing out the way
And encouraging me
To take the next step forward
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