An Update of Sorts: A Poem
This is a poem, though it may not seem
To be so much the cost of a dream
A cost so great, it breaks you down
But turn that smile upside-down
Frowns abound it sounds so bound
To make you cringe, to make you drown
To heal thy broken heart instead
Focus on getting ahead
'Believe in yourself', they say to me
Yet I do not know what they see
Maybe it’s the spark of hope
Or maybe it’s because I smoke too much dope
But I see the future coming to pass
I just don’t want a kick in my ass
Prophecies yet fulfilled, terms yet agreed
What is my most noblest deed?
To myself or others?
Call me a Sinner, and I’ll be your brother
I will not be forgotten, yet I wish to be pure
There is too much at stake to deny the allure
What sorrow shall suffer next?
Hopefully it’s something, I hope it’s the best
Trouble on the horizon
Look in the mirror
What do you see?
A man with a conscience?
A man with a dream?
Assume the position
Close the door
Open the gate
Smell the smog
Feel the breeze
A dream within a reality
Is this it?
Change the past
Correct the future
Break the cycle
Smash the barrier
Catch your breath
Day and Night: A Poem
Day and Night
The loss of words, the loss of time
Extraction seems hopeless
But there’s an unwillingness to give up
Flowing day to night
The path slows, but leads in many directions
Which to choose?
Starting something new
The question is the answer
Day to Night
Night brings gloom
A certain calmness fills the air
But the looming fact remains
What is this place?
Night to day
Rinse and repeat
The cycle needs to change
Help is needed
Day to Day
Afternoons are painful
Nothing has been done
There is solace in acceptance
Where to begin?
Can change come of this?
More sacrifices made, more time lost
Will it end?
Poetry Corner: Conflicted
I haven’t posted anything on here for a little while, and for that I apologize. Life is changing for me right now. The changes are drastic, but they are warranted. Things seem to be lining up, and for the first time in a while, I feel as though I am in control. The problems I face are those of my past, and sometimes I find it hard not to look back on them. My past sucks, but my future is bright, and all I can do at this point is to keep on going forward.
I wrote this poem earlier this week about how I feel right now. It’s called Conflicted.
So sit back, Relax, and enjoy…
Convinced that the girl of my dreams
Is standing right in front of me
So many emotions
So little time
Adding suffering to the pain
Established by those that created me
Peace is but a jest
Time is of the essence
Broke, laid to waste
Nothing is allowed
Torn between duty
All things must close
All beginnings have an end
Questions that need answers
People that need hope
Poetry Corner: Oh Friends Almighty
For my second poem, I wrote this after having a terrible day, and while I was very drunk. I also had this posted on my old blog, but I took it down, and now I’m putting it back up.
So enjoy Oh Friends Almighty
Oh Friends almighty,
May they reign eternal, may they shine a light on situations one thinks lost
May they understand the pain of those who set forth upon thine dangers
The beast continues to reign supreme
And yet pain and suffering do not cease to be
The anger that dwells in the followers of one who believes he is doomed for an eternity
Of Damnation and Forsaken desires
Let breathe to the, the oppressor of all that is understated
The one who giveth the light onto thine place
For I am the beast
The ruler of the darkness, the guardian of the light
The forebearer of those who come before me
The receiver of wisdom in a land forsaken by those who wish nothing
But to prove themselves worthy
The lost chapters of Oblivion bring the dawning of a new light
Blessed shall be the ones who listen when all is lost
When the keys to the kingdom of man have fallen
I will be the people’s hand
The one who seeks to resolve the major problems of the world
That is what one hopes, but may never be
For I am the beast, the one who carries the burdens
Of those deemed worthy by his standards
I am the sacrilege by which all stands
And the beginner of the new way
One can dream.