climb the stairs that lead from the underworld rise up from the pain darkness calls you can't look back something waits just beyond the light darkness calls from deep within you listen to the songs they sang to you souls of the deep will hold you while you pray as you ascend step by step to touch the stars of heaven
yes, I wrote this while listening to Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven."
you are the mountain's wonder sculpted by the earth
above the others
- katrina ******
when i say "rise above the others," i think of the ones who constantly have something negative to say about you. they have to say your name because it tastes good. the taste of your name is so utterly divine and delicious that they can never get enough of it. it's like a drug to them.
your name soothes them but it slowly poisons them. their disdain of you seeps from their soul and drains their own energy because of how much hate they have for you.
forgive them anyways.
continue loving them for all that they are.
when you're frustrated about someone, or something, take a moment. breathe in. breath out. tell yourself that you are blessed. you shouldn't be stressed over things you cannot control.
From rising up on a shiny day, To lying on the bed to repeat that again. Whatever time you say of your day, You go through a lot of things you might not even know if you’ll gain.
Your mind is busy far away, Analyzing and processing. Understanding the things happened that day, Soon to be rusted out and will be not good enough for obsessing.
The Time is changing, Making your generation an older one. The new Generation is leading, Showing us as an old man who can’t meet up with them and run.
Think for a while, What could have happened? If you cared about what was happening on your time without being fragile, You might not know but maybe it was your day You could have grown through the day.
Brightly you burn; dancing in the ever so gentle breeze, I flutter cautiously; dodging your odd, dangerous flicker, How could I be drawn to something so dangerous? Something that could execute me in one swift movement, But I keep fluttering, around and around and around, Until I become so exhausted that everything becomes a blur and I fall to the pits of despair, It would take a thousand words to describe my devotion to you, Every moment spent in your angelic presence renders me incapable of logical thinking, So I rise once more, so you can watch my shadow play on the walls of your heart.
We are all different But in your eyes we are the same We went through great days We all bear the same pain But if you think in such a way Then you never knew what it is like To starve on a cold morning Or sleep by the roadside at night To bear the sickness that is within Because you can't afford medicine Yes we are all different So never assume it has been easy for all Today you may rise above others But mark these words Someday eventually you will fall