They move through the maze,
Papers wavering like
thin-skinned truth,
Each signature a quiet uprising
Against the slow- grinding
Manuel Materials
That call themselves order.
Their voices catch on procedural
irritants
Cracked syllables lagged
Across desks,
Needs folded into Manila envelopes
That wander office to office
Like pilgrims pleading for
Charity.
Red tape coils around them-
A serpent made of statues,
A ribbon intertwined from regulations,
A binding charm diffuse by
Hands
That promise representation
But deliver hesitation.
Paper pushers sit behind the
Writing desks,
Shuffling lives like loose
Documents,
Moving stacks instead of
Solutions,
Measuring urgency in forms
And stamps,
Instead of human obligations
Still they push forward,
Bearing the bulk of civic expectations,
That drag of political formality,
The discomfort of being heard
Only after being processed.
And in the end,
Their persistence becomes revelation-
Proof that even disordered
Systems
Cannot silence a people
Who declines to be filed away.
Frustration builds,
Why can't they see...
They are the ones,
Slowly killing me...
Living in denial,
Just won't do...
I push forward,
Wishing for anew...
I didn't ask to be sick,
Yet this is it...
I wear a smile,
But feel like s*** ...
After all that’s happened
I never sat down to think.
I always wanted to push forward
and never looked back.
Who wants to sit down with pain?
Especially when all it does is hurt you.
It showed me parts of me I don’t like
and I try not to blame you.
Some days I curse you under my breath.
I daydream about if things had worked?
Then I get nightmares about doing that.
I try to think past the what ifs and
Accept what happened between us.
If I had the power to either forget you,
Or make you love me like I love you.
I’d choose to forget you.
Gasoline doesn’t control a dying flame.
You cut me deeply where the wound
Still feels the sear of your burning knife
As it thrusts right into my back,
With smoke burning my throat as it escapes
Despite all the pain, I don’t hold onto it.
Where would there be room for love,
If I choose to keep hating you?
Maybe we could’ve been friends,
If things didn’t turn out this way.
I can’t say I’m glad or upset that
We met under these circumstances.
All I have to say is, thank you
And I wish you good luck with
Everything.
Hurts so much,
Why can't you see...
My heart bleeds,
Endlessly...
Hold me tight,
Don't let me go...
My life knows nothing more than,
Sorrow...
I drop my head,
I just cry...
Asking,
"WHY", Just why...
What's the point?
To just, "push forward"...
To just "move on",
Feeling complete
Just makes me feel like a moron...
Never feeling "good enough",
Knowing life is just tough...
Not knowing what tomorrow will bring,
I wonder, am I worth...
Anything?
Helping me push forward,
Just move my pain aside...
To show me I am worth it,
No longer a needing to hide...
This deep feeling of emotion,
Making me want to cry...
Pushing the hurt way down deep,
Wanting only to just die...
When the world seems too much, when there's too much push and pull, take a deep breath, take a step back. When everything seems too much, just remember, tomorrow is another day, and you can always try again, so don't be so hard on yourself, you're doing the best you can and that's all you can ask for. I understand the weight of the world, but there are some things out of your hands, some things you can't control, but that's OK, because even in your darkest moment there is still something to aim for push for, so get up push forward because tomorrow is another day to try, another day to learn and always remember you got this and don't let anyone tell you different your stronger than you think and no one can take that from you.
Even when it doesn't seem like it, there is always time, so push on to tomorrow, another day to make things better.
I just "can't" anymore,
I feel so... "Sore".
It hurts so much,
Forever heartache...
What's the point of "therefore"?
To push forward,
Feels, pointless...
Empty...
My heart aches,
For love,
For worth...
To know, can I be more?
One more cut...
Just a lil deeper,
Just one more...
Now I shall sleep,
Forevermore...
Lost inside,
I need U as my own...
I wonder around,
Suddenly, my mind is blown...
My mother judges,
I know, she's wrong...
For YOU,
My heart beats strong...
I will push forward,
My "life" aches...
Without you,
I'll no longer wake...
Without you,
My life will not forsake...
Four thoughtful lines from Rudyard’s pen
Are still so fresh and new
I keep six honest serving men
(They taught me all I knew)
Their names are what and why and when
And how and where and who
What lies in wait as lives unfold
One simply cannot tell
Why worry what the futures hold
It’s not a magic spell
When to push forward and be bold
Or just ponder and dwell
How to learn from lessons of old
But myths one must dispel
Where to find those moments of gold
Avoiding living hell
Who to rely on manyfold
Not those of just a shell
Addressing these pillars of life
Is a hard thing to do
It helps tackle troubles and strife
So positives ensue
Quote from Rudyard Kipling’s poem “I Keep Six Honest Serving Men” from ‘Just So Stories’, 1902.
I know where my heart lives, I've seen the unseen,
Boldly I've witnessed the love in between,
The madness, the chaos, the pain in their eyes,
The tears they have shed in the darkness of night,
The never ending faith to push forward in love,
The hope that holds on and never gives up,
The song that sings louder for the words to be heard,
When actions aren't enough to express what hurts,
The tears that rapidly fall when all else fails,
And the adrenaline to fight for love to prevail,
Standing with arms raised in worship to push evil away,
To protect unspoken hearts for mercy and grace,
The silent rage that fuels the fire that longs for love to endure,
Knowing your purpose means so much more,
Show me the last time I truly saw your face.
This has to be just short of insane.
This path we are walking doesn't feel safe.
I stumble as push forward
bones and dreams of some other time and place.
Three steps was a lifetime ago.
No vision nor eye for seeing.
looking back through fogy memories
careful not to skip back into reality.
this path we are walking doesn't feel safe.
Hold on, keep on
One step, one more time
Push forward, pull away
Eyes open, on the finish line.
A foot forward
one at a time.
With each step
comes the courage
to take one more.
Nothing stays the same
We all know how it goes
Appreciate what you have when you have it
Everything isn’t meant to be forever
Do things stay the same our entire life?
Hardly ever
Change makes me uncomfortable
Yet it’s still going to happen
Life is meant to be full of passion
Starting over sometimes is necessary
Facing hardships in the moment feels like you won’t be able to get through it
Push forward
Before you even realize it you will have gotten through it
Nothing stays the same in life
There’s some good that comes out of change
Appreciate the now and be ready for the future
Nothing stays the same
That includes you
You will grow and learn to be better too
Life is full of challenges
It's your determination and character
That shape the future
Even when the path seems tough
You have to push forward
Every step no matter how small
Brings you closer to your mission
Success isn’t about never falling
It’s about rising every time you do
Stay focused, stay positive, and never give up Believe in the power of perseverance
You have everything you need to succeed
Just believe in yourself
And keep moving forward.
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