Wasted all that time
trying to find,
The best time when
I should have thought
Take the time now
Control your feelings
and let it flow
let it go.
Move on to a place
you feel most
uncomfortable.
Truly the "best time"
is never the case
take charge of the moment
change your life
without being afraid
of what you may think
of yourself.
________________________________
The Realist Saddest day this Year
I knew for a long time that I was my own best friend
Letting someone in
Trusting
Giving; Sharing
Done it,
Again
Here I am
Again
Facing my Enemy
My confident
Lover
Once Friend
From the other side of the room
On the opposite side of the table
As the Claimant I face off against
My friend
The Lies, Truths and Manipulation
Piercing, Burning, Scraping my Spirit
The Filter Of friendship that was layered on me
Hurts as its torn, ripped removed
This Pain
Intense and
excruciating is
Liberating, Healing and Mind-building
Up from the core
There's a sighting of familiar; safe and true
Resembling my reflection of
Me who yes You
Me
I see my best friend
Hi Darkness...
_______________________________
I tried to walk from my shadow
My feet faltered... My shadow stopped hesitated
shuffled his feet
One pair of shoes stayed behind
He wanted
to build up volume
but every time his feet neared light
they disappeared
The shoes remained hollow
I watched
from a distance
I was going to lose
if I couldn't subdue Shadow
And what about this
strange fight for my shoes... Winter was coming
and it would be cold
He frantically moved along the wall
his long legs slid across the floor
The shoes remained stoically
in their place unused
I dived
struggled with Shadow and won
captured him in the shoes
now filled with darkness
I can never use them again
I face the cold with shoeless feet
don't feel them anymore
they may fall off
or become relics
trying to find,
The best time when
I should have thought
Take the time now
Control your feelings
and let it flow
let it go.
Move on to a place
you feel most
uncomfortable.
Truly the "best time"
is never the case
take charge of the moment
change your life
without being afraid
of what you may think
of yourself.
________________________________
The Realist Saddest day this Year
I knew for a long time that I was my own best friend
Letting someone in
Trusting
Giving; Sharing
Done it,
Again
Here I am
Again
Facing my Enemy
My confident
Lover
Once Friend
From the other side of the room
On the opposite side of the table
As the Claimant I face off against
My friend
The Lies, Truths and Manipulation
Piercing, Burning, Scraping my Spirit
The Filter Of friendship that was layered on me
Hurts as its torn, ripped removed
This Pain
Intense and
excruciating is
Liberating, Healing and Mind-building
Up from the core
There's a sighting of familiar; safe and true
Resembling my reflection of
Me who yes You
Me
I see my best friend
Hi Darkness...
_______________________________
I tried to walk from my shadow
My feet faltered... My shadow stopped hesitated
shuffled his feet
One pair of shoes stayed behind
He wanted
to build up volume
but every time his feet neared light
they disappeared
The shoes remained hollow
I watched
from a distance
I was going to lose
if I couldn't subdue Shadow
And what about this
strange fight for my shoes... Winter was coming
and it would be cold
He frantically moved along the wall
his long legs slid across the floor
The shoes remained stoically
in their place unused
I dived
struggled with Shadow and won
captured him in the shoes
now filled with darkness
I can never use them again
I face the cold with shoeless feet
don't feel them anymore
they may fall off
or become relics