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Feb 2017
They may ask if I'm the Resistance or perhaps Heightened.
It's my call to make it so.
Should I break from the pack or stand unnoticed.
In the end I have to admit the fence is wearing thin.
Indecisiveness is so unattractive, especially to me!
That's who matters the most anyway.
Control issues being my worst defect.
I tend to try to stay out of the limelight.
Only as of late that's been a luxury I've not been privy to.  

So I remember lessons taught and used.
Wills and ways, even though they be backwards and awkward,
are most effective.
That passiveness that allows me to let go of anger,
malice and greed.
Letting go of all the ugliness I see within me.
I'm not enlightened or part of some covert resistance.
I will do the most right thing I've ever done!
Give Up!

Give up the struggle and let a very forgotten child be set free.
Locked up, thrown away, broken, torn inside.
Sitting in some forgotten corner, pitilessly crying.
Time to stop the crying, walk out of the room to the light of day.
Those saying there're enlightened confuse me, while,
those claiming to be fighting some agenda are
far beyond my intelligence.
Now I can see so many more options to choose from.
Gentle options that will allow happiness to be the only goal.
Not about what I eat, wear, my latest profile picture
on the internet or whether or not I'm on the
internet or in real life. 
There are so many options that lead to happiness!
No pressure, taking time to choose, actually enjoying the process.
No over night sensations, quick fixes... just logic and peace.

What will they think!?
It really doesn't matter anymore!
It's been wild times we live in. Isn't the goal to be happy? Can't do that trying to satisfy everyone.
Timothy Joyner
Written by
Timothy Joyner  Magalia, California
(Magalia, California)   
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