Inspired Uninspiring
If I had to
I'd always be true
But you haven't made it to me yet
So instead I try
Do my best not to lie
But here I am again, fooling myself
Truth is
There is
No guarantee
That out there
Your walking down a road
That will lead you to me
Truth is
There is
A real chance
That our two paths
Will not cross
Or, worse yet, they already have
And will not again
How did we miss it?
If it already happened
If we already met one another
How did it not happen
Between us?
This skip in my rhythm
The missing beat
I know it's you
But it's my heart
My rhythm to change
I think...
I don't know
Truth is
There is
A very good chance
I just really don't know
How am I supposed to be inspired
By wisdom I can't comprehend?
How am I supposed to write from the heart
When I don't know how it works?
Just about every time
I write about this
I feel as if I'm paraphrasing
Putting my rhythmic spin
On wisdom that has never been mine
I listen, research, and synthesize
I cite my sources, show them appreciation,
And I keep myself open to further lessons
I am the one who catalogs
What he doesn't know
I am the one who observes
What he doesn't have
I am the one that stands a leader
Better suited to be a follower
I am the one who will keep writing
In regards to what he doesn't understand
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Journey
Journey
You said you found me
You lied
You said you saw me
You lied
You said you'd bring me back
You lied
The truth is
Your eyes are closed
To what I am
And can become
And no,
No you did not see
What you wanted to see
Some warped version of me
To fit your reality
You saw nothing
With your closed eyes
Your mechanical heart
And your need for my conformity
I need not your welcome
To this world
Because it does not belong
To the blind
It also does not belong
To the widest of open eyes
It belongs to no one
And it always has
And will forever
Reality is ours within which
To exist
Not to recreate
Not to splinter
But to choose
We are not the pathmakers
We are the pathfinders
You said you found me
You lied
You said you saw me
You lied
You said you'd bring me back
You lied
The truth is
Your eyes are closed
To what I am
And can become
And no,
No you did not see
What you wanted to see
Some warped version of me
To fit your reality
You saw nothing
With your closed eyes
Your mechanical heart
And your need for my conformity
I need not your welcome
To this world
Because it does not belong
To the blind
It also does not belong
To the widest of open eyes
It belongs to no one
And it always has
And will forever
Reality is ours within which
To exist
Not to recreate
Not to splinter
But to choose
We are not the pathmakers
We are the pathfinders
Green
Green
Empty tears flow
From eyes without strength
A cycle repeats
And with each passing
Takes another piece
Logic would claim
That only so many pieces
Can be taken
Before there are no more
Logic is right
Logic is wrong
There is a finite supply
Of pieces of strength
Of will
Of fight
Fight against
Fight for
The fight
The fight to take back
What was only ever meant
To be yours
Empty tears flow
From eyes without strength
A cycle repeats
And with each passing
Takes another piece
Logic would claim
That only so many pieces
Can be taken
Before there are no more
Logic is right
Logic is wrong
There is a finite supply
Of pieces of strength
Of will
Of fight
Fight against
Fight for
The fight
The fight to take back
What was only ever meant
To be yours
Thursday, March 30, 2017
Thought's Beginning
Thought's Beginning
Switching on the brain
Sending the current
Through one's current
State of mind
Inviting inside
The external stimuli
Bending it to the whim
Found within
Taking control
Does not have to be
An illusion
In fact, this illusion
Is born of the fear
The fear the darkness has
Of your light
Your light born of concerted consciousness
Switching on the brain
Sending the current
Through one's current
State of mind
Inviting inside
The external stimuli
Bending it to the whim
Found within
Taking control
Does not have to be
An illusion
In fact, this illusion
Is born of the fear
The fear the darkness has
Of your light
Your light born of concerted consciousness
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Feeling Guilty for Feeling
Feeling Guilty for Feeling
I'm saying sorry
For the disrupted
For the disturbed
For the dystopic
Feelings flowing freely
Freely through my mind
Freely through my heart
Freely through my body
Freely through me
Every free inch of me
This feeling
Free to come and go
As if I choose
To let it in
And to let it leave
And that's where the guilt sets in
This feeling that you've chosen the poison
This feeling that you've made yourself the victim
This feeling that you don't deserve to feel this
Attention seeker!
Fraudulent faker!
Insensitive insincerity!
Disgustingly disingenuous!
Write your empty words
Sing your lies
And turn your fake frown
Upside down
Again, and again,
And again,
And again!
I'm sorry
I'm sorry for the feeling
I'm sorry for losing another battle to it
I'm sorry that it isn't getting better
That I'm not getting better
I'm sorry
I'm saying sorry
For the disrupted
For the disturbed
For the dystopic
Feelings flowing freely
Freely through my mind
Freely through my heart
Freely through my body
Freely through me
Every free inch of me
This feeling
Free to come and go
As if I choose
To let it in
And to let it leave
And that's where the guilt sets in
This feeling that you've chosen the poison
This feeling that you've made yourself the victim
This feeling that you don't deserve to feel this
Attention seeker!
Fraudulent faker!
Insensitive insincerity!
Disgustingly disingenuous!
Write your empty words
Sing your lies
And turn your fake frown
Upside down
Again, and again,
And again,
And again!
I'm sorry
I'm sorry for the feeling
I'm sorry for losing another battle to it
I'm sorry that it isn't getting better
That I'm not getting better
I'm sorry
Found in the Light of Courage
Found in the Light of Courage
There is nothing special
Without belief
Belief in what could be
Faith in what is
Courage to take what is
And reach out for what could be
Keep your faith
In your courage
As your outstretched hand
Vanishes in the darkness of the unknown
Believe in a strength
You have not yet tapped into
The new strength you'll need
To grab hold and pull yourself up
And through the darkness
Step into the unknown
And be the light that illuminates the darkness
Gaze out at what you've discovered
Gaze in to appreciate what you've become
There is nothing special
Without belief
Belief in what could be
Faith in what is
Courage to take what is
And reach out for what could be
Keep your faith
In your courage
As your outstretched hand
Vanishes in the darkness of the unknown
Believe in a strength
You have not yet tapped into
The new strength you'll need
To grab hold and pull yourself up
And through the darkness
Step into the unknown
And be the light that illuminates the darkness
Gaze out at what you've discovered
Gaze in to appreciate what you've become
Thank You Little One
Thank You Little One
When up with her hand
She reaches
When out with her voice
She calls
When from her eyes
Her tears fall
There I must be
There, in her heart,
I must keep
Keep patient
Keep calm
Keep strong
For her
For my little girl
When up with her hand
She reaches
When out with her voice
She calls
When from her eyes
Her tears fall
There I must be
There, in her heart,
I must keep
Keep patient
Keep calm
Keep strong
For her
For my little girl
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