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Bill Mar 2015
And from whence the sky
Did so make its old premiere
So shall it regress
Bill Mar 2015
The finality
Of some certain obstacles
Is just transition
Bill Mar 2015
Can thou ever know
What there truly is to know
About anything?
Bill Mar 2015
All of Motion is
But a glimpse of the Divine
But what is this life
Bill Feb 2015
I sat in a small room, dimly lit, with just a dresser in it.
The pain inside me, I realized, was a darkness and to remove the darkness I concentrated it into a circular disk and removed it from my being.
I now had it in my hands and I threw it against the wall of my internalized prison cell and used it to escape.
It was a sort of bridge device, like those black holes characters would fall through in the old cartoons.
I leapt through it and into a magnificent tropical island paradise.
I then took up the dark circle and used it to traverse the landscape.
I stood on it and rode it like you would imagine a hoverboard, and I was no longer sad about yesterday, nor was I anxious about tomorrow.
I was riding my pain into happiness and contentment.
I transformed Pain into Happiness
Desolation into Hope
And Darkness into Light
I was laying on my bed moping in my misery, so I let my mind wander and this is where it went.
Bill Feb 2015
Words cannot convey
All of the feelings of heart
So tread carefully
Bill Feb 2015
Mistakes will be made
But only you can control
Your actions at hand
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