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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I was searching for something the other day. I can’t at this time recall what it was; Feeling lost knowing that it’s important and I just let it slip away. I’m bothered, but I’m just laughing to myself. No physical smile just the thought of this one thing getting the best of me. Maybe I’m unfocused. I’m hoping that it would just present its self to me for the greater good. For all I know, at this point it could have been the Holy Grail I misplaced and I failed to have any thoughts of it what so ever. I would like to believe that I had forgotten that I was tired of the same old bull. Maybe it’s HER. I don’t want anything to do with her blossoms; her flowers are weeds. I’m pulling away. Up rooted all polluted thoughts of her, erased like a misspelled word. They don’t see the compassion or feel the regrets that I urgently try to pull them close too. Blinded souls I guess. Not even trying to understand what I’m going through. What happened, who matters or don’t. I know I won’t be the victim. Who doesn’t have something going on? Feeling that life has just gone wrong and all along we are just living? A field of hands raised like flowers in a field wanting to touch the sun. Spoken truths should never have to be explained. With all the attempts I speak the truth so clearly and yet I’m questioned to what really needed to done. The way I see it, I’ve decided what is best for me. Who I should be. What I should be doing; whatever doesn’t break me, it has made me to better understand myself and not judge others. I’ve closed my eyes and my mind is completely open with hopes of positive thoughts. What would you believe if the sun and moon decided not to do what needs to be done? Both losing there shine. Maybe it’s just a fine line of things to come. Resting would be the last thing that comes to my mind playing connect the dots in the sky; the moon being the starting position. I’m off course lost in my own space. I have no time for the foolish games played by people that just think talking was actually starting a relationship on levels that I didn’t see in the first place. Then again maybe its just me that seem to have the constant feeling that I’m not here just to impress anyone with the one leg stands and the touching my nose without falling, when in their minds they wish that I would. Who hasn’t been stoned with words of hate or misunderstanding? Nothing precious about those stones. You better bundle up it’s a cold world and at times trouble just looks for us; In the dark corners like the boogeyman; just shady people without the conscience of what’s right or wrong.
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