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Path

Walking down the path of life,
the path splits. Left or right?
You make your choice, but the
the path splits again. Left, center, or right?
Again you choose and continue
life’s journey. Again and again
the path splits, becoming
more and more complex. Again
and again you choose a direction.

But soon worry washes in.
Have I chosen wrong? Should I 
go back? Too late, you can’t change
the past. Continuing forward
stepping with care, until finally you stop,
sit down; shut your eyes, wonder
if the path will ever be clear.

You stay where you are, fear rooting
you to the time and place you’re in.
People go by, passing you, going
further in their journey while 
you stay stuck, stricken with fear.

Over and over you ask yourself
what if I chose wrong? What if
I'm not where I should be?
Am I lost? Should I keep trying?
Questions and fear ripple over your skin,
replaying in your mind.

Stand up little one, leave your 
fear where you stand. step forward,
take my hand. If you stop now
you’ll never find where you’re meant 
to be. Hold on to some questions,
for they keep you on your guard, 
but don’t live in fear. Mistakes may 
be made, but new paths appear
going way to a brighter place.

Never stop on life’s path,
find happiness and sadness, 
strength and weakness. Continue
on until your dead, because 
only then does your life’s journey end.

Runaways

It was raining on the night they decided to run;
   no one knew why the left.
They left without a trace, confusion clouding their faces,
   and all they took with them was hope for survival...
                                 .......and a gun.

They held each other tight as they ran blindly through the night;
   fighting for the dream that threatened to slip away.
They had no idea of where they were going,
   but they knew they would get there.....
                                .........someway.

It didn't take long for the fear to set in;
   the fear of what was hiding in the shadows....
And the voiceless whispers that echoed through the alleys
   were like footseps in their minds taking them back to a time
                               They longed to forget.

It was getting colder every minute and they ached for sleep,
   so they hid in the doorway of a closed down shop.
Then they shut their eyes in an attempt to avoid
   the regret that would not stop.
                               Both felt the hilt of the gun.  

Eye to eye they saw the reflection of acceptance in their minds.
So she took the gun first in shaky hands and
    kissed her lover goodbye.
(The shot rang out like a loud explosion aiding to the evil of the night.)

Alone he stood, fighting back that tears that
   threatened to blind his eyes.
But it was in vain, his tears fell like the rain,
   so he pulled the trigger and died.....

.....and the rain kept falling down.





(written approx. 1983, 15 years old.)

Self-Reflection

Self-Reflection
Hobbes

What does it mean to live in fear?
A fear of something inside of you,
Bying for freedom,
Pleading for release,
Fighting for dominance.
Showing visions of death,
Of violence,
Of your innermost desires,
Twisted and disturbed.
They haunt me to this day.

What does it mean to  loose control?
All my hatred and anger unleashed,
Harming the innocent,
Destroying my life,
Tearing down barriers.
All I could do was sit by and watch,
Aware and unable to act,
As my body attacked.
Though my mind was trapped inside,
Forced to watch as the horror unveiled.

What does it mean to live in conflict?
I battle so that it can never get out,
Never again harm,
Never voice vile thoughts,
Never spread its hatred.
I have all but destroyed the voices,
But they are still there,
Feint wispers in my mind.
And when I look into the mirror,
I fear it won't be me in the reflection.
The day the beast is free again...


Secrets

Thinking of you always causes me pain, how you tore us apart in your little game, a shame
shaped cloud follows you through the night as the moonlight hits your skin it burns your
soul, you scream in fear of the truth and run towards your grave to only find your friends
have gone yet your family's there staring in the wind you feel their gaze pierce through
your heart, you try to hide your lies hatred fills the air as tears fall from your chin,
you have no where to go your lost with no one to hear your sorrows and these feelings grow
deeper and deeper until your body's full with no room to cool, so you roam through the
sky's searching in hopes for the one to grant your wish, so you may be sane in your own
skin and your friends will come back again, yet with no luck your eyes become clouded with
more tears full of hat you fall from your quest twisting and turning you wonder why, "why
has this happened how can it be you scream why can't i just be the real me",not the person
that they all see but the person scratching and tearing trying to break free fro the
restraints society has placed in the mind of us all, As you hide the truth in for fear of
prosecution and shame , You fake a smile and saunter through the life that you've wasted
through tears and pain, All that's left is the sharp edge of the scythe as death come
forth to claim thy soulless life.

Drowned By Patience

For your sake I drank every tear,
For your sake I hid any fear,
For your word,
I want to hear,
When walking this path,
The bends and curves remind me of no one as dear,
Where are those words that had told promises as clear?
To be remembered and fulfilled,
While my disappointments became a cheer,
My life's light set itself aside,
Not knowing which pain to bear,
But when God is there,
Why should I breathe this fear in my lungs?
That settles against the wall like a mirror,
And how long will my reflection stare back at me as it views a girl drinking her every tear,
The one who’s past had sunken or a fear in her world filled with tears,
Beneath the surface of her tears,
So much that no one sees why she left her purpose,
 That had alarmed that day as many drowned in fear,
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A Silent Farewell

A Silent Farewell

I live my life in pain
for I bear the scars of life
but I can't stand the hurt
of the endless sacrifice

I fear not what's beyond
nor do I fear the lord
for he has called me home
life's final reward

I know I am forgiven
my sin's out weighed by good
please don't say your sorry
I've been misunderstood

look beyond the rain cloud
and you will see me there
showering the tear drops
to show you that I care

By: Jeremy Siedlecki


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Almost on the outer of edge
Leaning forward from the ridge
Sound of silence booms me back
Bright the light of morning black

Within my grasp I stretch to reach
And kiss the dew of loving peach
Call her name as it echoes back
Push beyond the limit of fact

Falling forward into the brink
I jump up to begin to sink
Free from fear but fear from free
I close my eyes so my heart can see

Against the point of no return
I ignite my soul and slowly burn
Within my self I force my surge
Bordering on my mind's verge

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