My Strongest, My Weakest My strength where it be my weakness My weakness, it seems to be my strength Alone on a bench of thoughts Pulling out memories as straws ******* out the moments so I don't feel numb again
Waiting for the sun to shine At night I look for the brighest star At home I wait for the hour of glory I write futuristic promising romantic stories Searching and digging into the pit of opportunity Grinding and drilling so I can find what the world has for me Is the rock a diamond uncovered? Is the diamond a rock long discovered? What good am I in a hopeless world? How strong am I to be still standing?
I have been blinded by pride and reputation The chances flew right past me This was my weakness An illusion which seemed to appear as my power Only to allude me and send me to the depths of hunger How do I survive in this incessant famine My strongest, my weakest Is my prowess both a strength and a weakness Is my power a fist that concentrates my potential, filters all doubts and confusion, then send me back to a writer's rhythm?
For the muscle of me, what is love? For the scars on my back, do tears set a heart free? On my back are scars which smymbolize the pain The pain caused by those who have turned their backs on me The muscle of me a solidified lump of heated chemistry Chemistry broke for the vision was divided For one side a poetic love affair Another a fling of **** and ego boost Lies lie hidden in a black book of truce The tears shower and the pain overshadows, and the lies fly out and the book burns Nothing left but hurt, resentment, hunger and thirst A chance of love comes again and again I am underrated Shots that succeed lack poise and weight I levitate onto the pillars of loneliness The trial gives me cold but also clarity A fool never unless my heart learns to jump again and I, I will set it free. Is this a mere cry due to weakness? Is it a last strike so I can find my strength again? All is revealed and I slip into a stream I am on the prowl once more and I will never be the same.
But soon I will find, the lines that divide Strength and Weakness And the balance therein I am in it and I search for the limit... The limit within the dimensions of existence's summit.