I learned to just leave it alone
I think more
Before I go do
Something.
Before it’s was hard
To ignore stuff
People say and do.
I guess the more
Older you get
You just look at it.
And say, I’m to old
For all of this.
I don’t care no more.

I found peace within myself
I could finally smile
Be happy
For my own self.
Each day I
Look at myself.
I could say
I’m free from all
The stress was put upon me.
I could walk with my head up
Even stand up.
I’m very happy because
I have friends
Who supported me
With all my sorrows.
Now I could joke around
Laugh at everything.
I’m alive again.
Because no matter what had
Happened
God shown me the path
I need to go.

Don’t tell me any more of these trivial distractions,
don’t bore me with any more stories you saw on TV,
don’t want to hear the latest gossip it’s all nonsense stop it,
who cares who’s dating who, personal lives’ are not news,
who cares who won whatever award, or won the Superbowl,
I don’t know at all & I don’t care anymore, never really did,
most things are just distractions from anything that’s relative,
what I’m interested in is the soul you hold in that body of yours,
so tell me, what really matters to you, what do you care about
I’ll tell you what, if you’re shy I’ll say what I care about first,
I care, about the greater good, about improvement of self,
I care, about how we’re going to heal this broken world,
I care, about how we’re going to heal these broken hearts,
I care, about what we’re going to do to fix this mess,
want to give my best, want to look back & say we did our best,
there I told you what I care about, now it’s your turn,
tell me something that truly matters, or leave me alone,
I’d rather be alone & at peace, then together & in war.

So let me be, at peace, with myself & all of my demons,
because I wan’t to release them but don’t know how,
so just leave me alone unless you can help me figure it out,
& don’t tell me any more of these trivial distractions,
because I’m trying to stay focused & not be distracted..

∆ LaLux ∆
@aaronlalux

from THHT3: Hollywood Hearts
available worldwide 9/9/19

As the light of day begins to rise, the earth revolves and the eagle cries.
A smoke like mist over field and river, as if to a time of bow and quiver.
Dew of the morning drips down off the thistle, and a glow on the trees mark of nights reluctant dismissal.
The higher the sun the brighter the forest, the birds in their perches sing a welcoming chorus...


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