February 24, 2008

My Comfort Is In Life

I could be wrong, but I think my sunrise might have started when I began to think in the spirit of own own mortality. Life is indeed short, and living within solace is no way to live at all.

I might be making a mistake.
I might be running in the wrong direction.
But, I'm here in the now.
This day will be complete.

I don't claim to have a grasp on the edge of living in a world of cause and effect. I only choose to believe my purpose outweighs all the other alternatives to not trying to serve my spirit well. My weakness's are only in my head, and within my determination is the power to seize each sunrise.

February 11, 2008

The Battle Between Experiences

First, I wanted to be like
every other successful visionary.
Then, I cracked open my lungs.
.......Sat around.
.......Started to breathe.
The pieces of my eternity
were laid upon me on a rock.
A rough surface of life and experience.
Tomorrow I will begin to examine myself.
What am I and what do I stand for?
.......Safety and security?
.......Discovery and chance?
The next day will deliver
a new mess to be cleaned up.
The hours will pass by quickly
until there is no more time left.
Peace is tranquil
when every last ounce of sweat is lost.
.........I live for hope.
.........I live to dream.

February 8, 2008

The Fear Within Failure

I made a mistake.
I was afraid of the future...
Take me!!!
Take me!!!
Screaming, yelling, wishing....
Give me!!!
Give me!!!
And it would eventually grant me my destiny.

I used fear to guide me.
A path of arrogance for the future....
I'm stupid!!!
I'm stupid!!!
Now I am stuck.
I'm sorry!!!
I'm sorry!!!
I have no choice but just to survive.

February 4, 2008

Supernatural?

It was a whisper.
I think it was from someone I knew.
It was a whisper without words.
I heard only references from my past.
I was told to be brave!
I was told to live life!
The fear of failure is something we all have to overcome.
The chance to be significant is not so obvious.
You could fall flat on your face.
Lose you stature, lose your faith.
But, on the odd chance you do succeed,
what might the reward end up being?