My mind is made up. For the first time in my life, I will be aggressive. I do not care about failure, I am resolved to deal with it, I just hope it will be a private defeat. Could I bear the humiliation of both being refuted and known?
Well, you got me again. It's been a while since we rode together, old friend. Although you've been there, Stalking me in the shadows. You thought I didn't notice your subtle signs, The different costumes you wear, The places that you hide.
But I do, and I did; Every single time. I was aware and wary, But I guess not careful enough. You got me this time, But I promise this will be your last.
I tried to walk along the sands of time Wishing my footprints would one day be seen But I got lost in the uphill climb Consumed by a dream of what could have been Struggling to breathe in the thin air of hope I'm looking for a clear path ahead There's no way back down this slippery ***** All that I see are illusions instead. Are there signs that will tell me where to go? I'm tired of waiting for them to arrive If this is what it means to learn and grow I'll make a move, aiming to stay alive.
I don't regret nothing it's nothing wrong with trials or disappointments or hell failure How will you grow, how will you learn to succeed How will you come to be better than the last time mistakes are a given Key focus and effort is all you need to know If you truly are valued..but.. If you can't forgive how can you truly live I am thankful That I Can breathe
I write these poems, i write about the what ifs i write them feeling nothing but uncertainty I write them to understand what love is I write them to unburden my heart I write them to let my demons loose I write them to feel a little sane I write them knowing i'm still burdened I write them knowing no one might read them I write them knowing happy endings hardly happen I write them knowing that i feel relieved when I do I write them because it's my escape from boredom I write them because why can't i write to my heart's content I write them about you, me and our experiences I write them about my thoughts that i can't comprehend I write them for you, for sanity, for understanding, for everyone
The phrase might go like this Between those flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder It all became evident So, he showed an axe to his hair and tossed them in flames Flames of every bridge he just burned Thus, allowing rationality to rendezvous with his mind and soul It’s a reciprocal arrangement nurturing a moral endeavor One that nullifies willful blindness with concrete truth Restraining all those peculiar idiosyncrasies of the heart Flatlining prospects of getting lost in the familiar A newfound resolve to honor the obvious No more niceties of showing a candle to the sun
* Got a Haircut after 6 months… just wanted to give it some meaning.