See my vision, through my eye's, be my shadow. I want time to embrace that which is coveted and desired. Maybe dreams are made to be achieved only after sacrifice and experience. Conquering which fear has taken form. It's my day, simple, nothing extraordinary. Incapacity to feel jaded when the choice is handed in 30 days.
Tough exteriors. Isn't that what the female is made of? I know I'm tough on the outside. Nothing extraordinary. But as I face the sun, and I realize that everyday I'm looking for the warmth, a touch of embrace around my hand. Someone to point out the path hidden behind the obvious. See the things I see, let me look through another vision and insight.
I stand here, just trying to balance. I've been the pillar of support. I know this. It was my burden from the beginning. See. The sway. Broken wing syndrome. Glancing over my shoulder, I see my shadow, patient and still. Take my thoughts and walk with me.
I know it's hard to get by in things day to day on just a smile. But my smile is reassuring to those around, a complacent move on my part. I can feel that. Please don't use that against me. What kind of person would use that against another, thats right, you. I didn't know someone could discover my weaknesses and use them so. Yes, I hear you. I couldn't move any lower. But now I see you. You feel that don't ya. If I can fall, so can you.
I've paid the ransom, I take my emancipation and walk down the path unbalanced. Touch the handrail of hope and seek the ordinary. Ya I hear you calling. 30 days and I will not balance your hand. Division of action.
Incapacity to feel jaded,
Something to carry with you
It's a simple moment
Bothered by the delicate
Smiled at the malevolent
All part of the history
No longer an Indication of the future
Lonely is my word
Render a solution by tomorrow's
rejections
Prosperous is the mind
that keeps on conceiving
Declare the attestation
Rewrite the impression
Perhaps an unfinished reflection
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~Erika~
I like this entry. Sometimes we need to take a moment and study those cracks which our feet over pass. It's those cracks that give true meaning to our inevitable walk in life and teaches us that our path has no perfect pavement. You have great style in writing. Oh and good luck with your teen. I have one of those myself (15 yr. old) and all the girls think he is just the stuff. Im constantly reminding him that maybe those video games are better for him after all, lol.
MJ
Oh. The way you write. Perfection and bliss. judi
beautiful work.
I too smile, all the time, so that others are eased and I carry the burden alone. I wonder why I feel that is necessary sometimes, but it is one thing that does not require an answer, because it's just me, it's just something I do.
take all the time you want to gaze at the cracks in the sidewalk, I'll just slip in and become a shadow. I'll listen or read rather, while you finish your reflection. :)
Wow, that was awesome! Well written indeed!
Lahoma
VERY PRETTY
VERY PRETTY
What others see is what we choose to show them. Inside we may feel like we are all in pieces, but to the outside world everything looks fine. We may not be aware even of the dichotomy, and then we are out of touch with ourselves, for both in and out are who we are, after all. It is a journey, a long one hopefully, one with many stops along the way, with some detours and distractions, some backtracking due to misdirections and roads that were washed out along the way. It is the journey, though, and not the getting there that is the important thing to remember.
The poem is beautiful, full of both promise and pathos. Thanks for sharing. BTW, I have raised five children through their teen years and into adulthood, not always without some difficulty, but always with love. Paulette
Honest and beautiful write.
still reading you...you are still a mystery....very nice words formed together to create more mystery...
I don't know if 30 days was the ultimatum... and here you chose to go alone... the significant other you chose to leave behind, I wonder if he is still in your life today? Perhaps only in thought from time to time... Now, it's just a part of your h(ers)tory... and perhaps, rightfully so. (Side Note: Since I have very little knowledge and study of the Bible, I'm wondering whether or not Angel Wings could ever grow back? Like the way a lizard is able to grow back it's tail should it ever fall off by accident, etc... Anyways, in my own magical, imaginary world, I'm gonna say "YES, An Angel's Wings can grow back!" ... So, now I'm just gonna feel reassured that you will gain balance on your own, under your own terms, in your own due time, in the presence of "he" who can truly appreciate and deserve you = And NO folks, I'm not talking about God :oP )
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