Making the Leap

I stop, look around and listen Not to the sounds that permeate through the subtle abyss that engulfed me No, those sounds have become dull. Instead I listen to my sounds That which I feel stirring from the base of my core The rhythm and beat that drives my soul to action That is the sound I can hear All I hear is wailing Disappointed Ashamed Where are you taking us? How can this be? To have achieved so little? Can, aren’t, you thinking of these questions!? Why do I have to be the rational one, while you spend your days with your head in the clouds So I’ve decided to stop, look around, and listen It is the least I can do. I feel bad I know that he knows my potential Which, I guess, means that I know my potential So why do I piss it away? Why do any of us piss away all that we are given What will make you stop and listen? How can we hear that driving force inside of us? To get it to stop fighting and have it start leading, guiding us towards our goal We all have it in us That grinding anxious deeply rooted pang of guilt and self consciousness It exists in all of us Some hear it louder than others, some have learned to ignore it completely I, however, am still getting to know my voice But once I do, I know I’ll be ready to make the leap Will you?