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Andrew Harris Apr 2019
Fleeting thoughts of possibilities
Sometimes are the worst company
Fleeting thoughts of possibilities
Sometimes are all that I need

Why does life feel so fluid
I cannot seem to put my finger on
What is right and what is wrong
But I’m just another soul rewriting the song

What can give life can ****
Hell, dehydration and drowning
It’s absolutely insane the way the pendulum swings
All this time while knowing

My compass could point north
But is that my bearing?
Is that the way I am Steering?
With my neck careening...
And my ears without hearing...

I press on,
I move forward,
I don’t stop
I am tenacity
I am raw unfiltered determination
Unsure where to go, but without defecation

I press on
I will figure it out
I always figure it out
Yup, no doubt(...well, maybe a little)
It’s amazing, and terrifying how much things that are beyond your control can impact you... sometimes I feel at the mercy of another... sometimes... I am hurricane
Andrew Harris Apr 2019
Breathe.
Real life.
She can be trying
She can be all the shades of strife

Breathe.
Real truth.
He can be trying.
Sometimes he’a best with a chaser. Gin and Vermouth

Breathe.
just Breathe.
Life can be crazy
It can make things hazy
It’s so easy to get lost in the crazy
It’s hard to find a compass when things get hazy

Breathe.
Just breathe.
Follow it down into the depths of your soul
Feel it corse through like a smoldering coal
It’s a flame
And it’s life
The breath we breathe

Breathe.
Just Breathe.
Sometimes the breath we breathe is the best thing there is...
Andrew Harris Apr 2019
So which is it
You decide what it will be
Happen to life
Time to decide or flee

We can either die with our trials
Or. We can embrace them
Turn them on their heads
Turn them into a stem

A budding plant
An opportunity.
A Possibility.
Who knows it might be our greatest Probability

Maybe the odds are ever in our
Favor
Maybe life’s challenges are an occasion to
Savor

But it’s our choice
Death. Or rebirth.

It’s our choice to live
It’s our choice to die
It’s our choice to love(ourselves)
It’s our choice to lie(to ourselves)
Our choice and I am learning to choose
Andrew Harris Apr 2019
Sometimes the hardest answer to give
Is the answer it seems no pastor, guru, or spiritual leader can give, or won’t give.

Sometimes, when the light is gone
Sometimes, when the hope is gone
Sometimes, when everything is gone

Except pain,

Oh pain, the reckoning
Pain the defiler, pain the suffering

Sometimes.
The hardest
The truest
The most honest thing to say Is

I Don’t Know Why it Happened
But I will stay with you and see that you are not alone
Andrew Harris Apr 2019
Is there a sweeter sound
In all the universes
I know of no other thing
That will calm the masses

Of my pain, pain the shifted
Destroyed and left me for dead
There is nothing else that will satisfy
All the madness within. It can mistify

It can
intoxicate
Validate

Give life to a dying soul

Oh Solace, be mine tonight
Hold me as a lover
Whisper in mine ear
Be my lucky clover
Solace is perhaps the sweetest of things in this life
Andrew Harris Apr 2019
At least people who
Smoke. Wear there crutches on sleeves.
Where do you hide yours?
We all have crutches, stress relieves, and bad habits

The darker ones are hidden below the surface
Andrew Harris Apr 2019
Another day
Another dollar
Another ray
Of sun dripping from the sky

Today I feel like I could almost
Catch it
Reach it
Distill it and
Drink it

But I’m not sure I am ready
Can’t tell if my heart is steady
Or wants to be steady,
I don’t know who’s driving
This mind of mine

It’s a compass-less captain
And a water-less field
A 3 foot mountain
a harvest with no yield

But I will be ok
I know I will
Be ok
I always am, I always will
It’s just taking more time for my heart to heal
Aimless words to try and make sense of a hard situation...
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