My Light...

Standing outside waiting..
For the one keeps me breathing..
Set aside the effort and the hassle..
For a glimpse of my fair damsel..

Alone I sit but not to whimper..
A reason enough to stop and hinder..
The wailing and screaming inside my hole..
A Chance. Redemption, To save my Soul..

Here I am and I finally write..
In the midst of darkness i found my light..
On the Month of July of 8 plus 10..
I've Finally found my Love again..

For Simplicity's sake!

Everybody wants perfection..
Everybody wants it all..
What's wrong with a little mediocrity?..
For simplicity's sake..

Always striving for that mountain top..
Never Paying attention as a whole..
Looking at appearances..
Stricken with all the grievances..

Simplicity Disperses stress..
With it you'll find nothing less..
and with it there is no dismay..
if only we could live this way..

Slip on My Blinders!

Slip on My Blinders as a refuse..

to see a light so bright..
that blinds my senses..
defeats the purpose..

Introducing a sense of Prejudice..
Beneath it's shining exterior..
Never changing..
Never understanding..

Keep it simple keep it clean..

Never judge by what is seen..

Perfect is never really right..
When you use the sense of sight..

Cover my eyes and be liberated..

Trust the heart and not the eyes..
And as I open, I realize..
A light that was false, oh so faded..

Empathy..

In an interview with Louie once..
it was said that the only thing..
that saved him from damnation..
and from himself..

conscience..

now I find myself..
in the same position..
this is where I draw my line..
between sweet and bitter..

salvation and damnation..
Never over indulgent..
Never stationary..
just giggling at the sidelines..

as i swing the pendulum..
but never linger..
my allegiance a riddle..
as I am caught dead in the middle..

Breather..

A big whiff of fresh air..
as i leave my shell..
where i spent..
the entirety of my past..

wake up and smell the coffee..
get up and hear the seraph's singing..
as new nebulae bloom ripe..
just right for the picking..

renewed vigor..
rise up to the plate..
embrace who i was meant to be..
no rest for the wicked.....

blood pumping organ...

i dare not call..
this organ which was once..
the center of everything..
now only a hole..

biologically keeps me alive..
emotionally blank and empty..
"moments" bring back..
fragments but only momentarily..

never whole.. kind of sad..
but it's quiet and I'm glad..
to get away from all the noise..
and just be in my own hole..

of the part that shall not be named.. no longer..

Everyday Jitters..

everyday I'm afraid..
everyday the wall grows bigger..
the feeling gets heavier..
as the day unravels..

shake it off, fight it out!
everyday my strength grows..
everyday my mind ripens..
the fear remains..
but courage lingers..