With no argument I think most people agree
With the adage stating that, "you are what you eat"
But it's possible there's information not known
Having equal importance or maybe more so
All the nutrients eaten; We intake our food
It will travel through digestive tract once consumed
Same can also be said of our actions and thoughts
They're the building blocks making up all that we are
Brains are not like a rigid or fixed type machine
An old dog and new tricks go together it seems
Our plasticity will let us both change and shift
It makes pathways; New neural links over the rifts
These connections might possibly benefit us
But this same mechanism can also do stuff
With a negative scope, the outlook and belief
We might think we're no good; Our lives filled with much grief
If we're constantly saying things inside our heads
Like self-doubting, self-loathing and feelings of dread
Then our brain will re-wire to fit this outlook
Once ensconced in this spectrum; Not easily shook
The same way that a person engages with time
Like activity, also is true with the mind
A small change in the way that we look at ourselves
The new thoughts and beliefs in our mind start to meld
With the make-up within that each one of us holds
Self-beliefs and self-doubts from our birth till we're old
Like a painter with ink; Our brush never is dry
We are always creating what's in our mind's eye
So don't hinder yourself with a picture that's bleak
Just believe in yourself and go get what you seek
You are capable of so much more than you know
All it takes is belief and in time it will show
Written: November 20, 2018
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[Anapestic Tetrameter format]
whispering words in the darkness of night under a soft red blanket,
I've never felt so alive at four in the morning.
staring at our ceilings miles away,
But still feeling like we're the only ones in the world at this moment.
i feel so close to someone so far
And yet i still can't bring myself
To admit i want you more than i can express.
"my lips feel lonely."
a flower of beauty
I could never forget
bloomed the very first
moment we met
so I bought flower seeds
and I planted a few
for each hour and each day
I would spend loving you
as our love was in blossom
the flowers were too
now I've grown a floral garden
dedicated to you
let me rest
at your foundations.
the bedrock and granite streaking
let me trace with my fingers your
to feel safe and free
of your too cold hands.