When I awake each morning I see waves.
The generations are coming and going
in turbulent, undefined currents
violently crashing over the lands.
And they try and try to direct the kids.
But changing a mind these days
is as hard as trying to hold the water.
Kids, yes, I've been there.
I've seen the tragic, youth inspired nightmares.
And yes, I have lived them too. Sometimes more than all of you.
But I have no more to say.
I am no longer in my youth.
And towar the end of it, I panicked about my lack of
time changing rhetoric,
so I wrote a flurry of useless words.
But most often, empty words are worse than not writing at all.
This world is a rapid place.
I paused.
And stored my words out.
I learned to let them out in segments,
gathering meaning as they rolled from my pen.
I learned how to live.
I am alive now.
There is an ever changing current at my feet
repeatedly washing away, erasing
every memory I cannot bare
to remember.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Losin It, Kid
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EXPRESS MYSELF THROUGH WORDS ANYMORE.
THERE IS NO PROPER WAY TO SAY WHAT'S INSIDE ME.
MY BRAIN IS SCREAMING THOUGHTS. SCREAMING THEM.
THERE IS NO COMPREHENDABLE WAY TO RELATE THEM.
I AM ALONE IN MY THOUGHTS.
PLEASE, SOMEONE GIVE ME THE WORDS,
OR AT LEAST FIND ME.
HELP. HELP. HELP.
I NEED MY WORDS BACK.
I CANNOT BE STUCK.
ME, EXPRESSIONLESS, IS DEATH.
IT'S NOT FAIR.
NOT AT ALL.
THERE IS NO PROPER WAY TO SAY WHAT'S INSIDE ME.
MY BRAIN IS SCREAMING THOUGHTS. SCREAMING THEM.
THERE IS NO COMPREHENDABLE WAY TO RELATE THEM.
I AM ALONE IN MY THOUGHTS.
PLEASE, SOMEONE GIVE ME THE WORDS,
OR AT LEAST FIND ME.
HELP. HELP. HELP.
I NEED MY WORDS BACK.
I CANNOT BE STUCK.
ME, EXPRESSIONLESS, IS DEATH.
IT'S NOT FAIR.
NOT AT ALL.
See-Through Glass
Guy, what is this?
And who am I?!
I don't even know where I'm at anymore.
I feel scared, and then nothing.
Breathe in fear.
Hold the breath in.
Exhale emptiness.
I dissolve in emotion.
Every little piece of me, disintegrated from time
and mile and miles of emotions
too large in depth for any child.
I was born to feel too much
and slowly, I will become dimmer
until I feel nothing at all.
I've come to value acceptance.
I'd never cared so much in my life.
Where did I even go to?
Who am I?
What have I done with myself?
And who am I?!
I don't even know where I'm at anymore.
I feel scared, and then nothing.
Breathe in fear.
Hold the breath in.
Exhale emptiness.
I dissolve in emotion.
Every little piece of me, disintegrated from time
and mile and miles of emotions
too large in depth for any child.
I was born to feel too much
and slowly, I will become dimmer
until I feel nothing at all.
I've come to value acceptance.
I'd never cared so much in my life.
Where did I even go to?
Who am I?
What have I done with myself?
Be Your Own Hero
The quote said
"Be your own hero."
Well, see that'd be cool
if I only knew how.
I don't know how to swim
or to fly, just to fall.
I'm not very great.
Not a hero at all.
I can't go about saving myself at all
If I don't know how.
All the real heroes I know
are my best friends.
I'm the luckiest person alive
even when I'm drowning.
"Be your own hero."
Well, see that'd be cool
if I only knew how.
I don't know how to swim
or to fly, just to fall.
I'm not very great.
Not a hero at all.
I can't go about saving myself at all
If I don't know how.
All the real heroes I know
are my best friends.
I'm the luckiest person alive
even when I'm drowning.
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