Sunday, March 13, 2022

For me

I'm not for everyone and that's alright.

I don't need to be understood by all.

I don't need to be liked.

I don't look forward to defending everything thing I say.

I know difficult, stubborn, and ornery I can be.

That's just who I am.

I can only be me.

I can't accommodate each individual I meet.

I can't tone everything down about me just to appease.

I know many find me cold.

I know many find my strange.

Some people even  call me slow.

I let people like that think what they think.

I go on knowing what I know.

I will admit that it gets lonely sometimes.

I think deep thoughts like that in the middle of the night.

I'm not everyone's cup of tea;and you know what that's perfectly alright.

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Saturday, March 12, 2022


 This too shall pass.

Nothing ever remains the same.

Cherished memories will always burn brightly but fleeting moments will always pass.

Eternity just is just a theory.

Nothing lasts.

Everything changes.

You might move slowly in you endeavors but time travels fast.

As surely as the sun rises and sets... everything you've gone accustomed to can disappear in the blink of eye.

Old aquatintes will be forgotten.

What was once familiar will become foreign and feel strange.

To forage on you must accept what now is and embrace the change.

Time will always move forward even if you do not.

Welcome the future and wave goodbye to the past.

Everything changes.

This too shall pass.

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Wednesday, March 9, 2022


I'm  going to get past you one way or another.

If I have to sneak around you to get inside that's exactly what I'll do.

If I have to knock you down then I'm going to knock you down.

I'm blowing those gates wide open!

You no longer get to decide.

You no longer get to dictate who gets in.

This is now officially "my" show.

I get VIP treatment from here on out.

Your fired.

You have to go.

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Monday, March 7, 2022


My cup runneth over, but yet I still feel parched.

I feel like a lingering  thought.

I feel like an incomplete dish.

Something is definitely missing.

I've tried to fill it with religion.

I've tried to feel it with art.

I've tried to fill it with romance. 

I've tried to feel it with danger.

I've tried to fill it with charitable deeds.

I tried to fill it with idle games.

I've to fill it with random hobbies.

I've even tried to fill it with lust.

Never the less I will feel and emptiness. 

It's cold.

Feels so desolate.

It feels so bleak.

Am I just remain searching for all eternity.

Will I ever be whole?

Will I ever be fulfilled?

Will I ever be complete?

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Thursday, March 3, 2022



You were an incomplete thought.

A vision of what may have been.

I don't  know why it turned out this way.

I blamed myself.

I even cursed God for a  spell.

I was looking for answers.

I was looking for someone to blame.

I only had one job and was to protect you.

You'll never feel what is like to grow.

I'll never see you take your first step or hear you speak your first words.

All I have is memory of what may have been.

You never even got to draw your first breath.

I will remember your spirit for eternity.

I will forever mourn that lost part of me that never got to be.

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Saturday, February 26, 2022

it's up to you

It's entirely up to you.

No one can live your life.

No one can plot your course.

It's up up to tap into the source.

It's your vision.

It's your  destiny.

You don't need approval.

You don't even need support.

All you need is passion, drive, and the tenacity to go forth 

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Saturday, January 29, 2022

The long walk

 Sometimes it feels like I'm drowning in sea uncertainty.

Sometimes I feel like companionship is evading me purposely.

Sometimes I feel like I'll never find my destiny.

Sometimes I feel unworthy.

Sometimes I feel like a theirs not a single soul living that can relate to me.

Often I wonder if my loneliness is just a my jaded perception of reality or a cruel twist of for me.

Will eternal isolation be my final destination or will attracting the perfect confidant be my ultimate destiny?

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