Running in circles is so foolish
With no lighthouse to distinguish
Head, heart and soul disconnected
As if insanity was enacted.
Why not just STOP here
Catch your breath : NO more fear
Trust who you are, life is a chance
One day your worries will dance.
Why always keep looking for more ?
« Enough » is a word that you ignore
Give reasons to your actions
And rythm to your passions.
Listen to the secret voice
Whispering : "life is a choice
Remember there is no way
If you let yourself fly away".
13-March-2021
My two dogs are having a cow
Because of all the firework noises that are going on
They are barking their heads off
Haha
I think I am going to have to put some earplugs on them
They are looking at me with their heads cocked to one side
As if asking me
Well, Fifi and Napoleon
It’s your welcoming pop to test your hearing
To make sure you are up for the job
Which is protecting me, you hear?
Lol
They wouldn’t let up
They are going to be barking another day
Tomorrow
Ha
running in circles inside a cube
up the stairs and out the window
downstairs over a fence then under ground
no ground above
dirt fills my lungs
living off the dirt
a specks child
twisted and warped
flesh like a tarp
cold air and water mild
dry skys tears
acid wears on my minds eye
nothing worth all this time
life was fine
smile now your not alone
slowly you turn to stone
sitting in water
unaware your only sand
just the same I am a man
sitting in time
turning into the dirt that I breathe
I once had a friend,
A friend that I fell in love with,
She hid herself from me: to be worthy,
I was too pure, and burnt her with my light,
She knew she must become more to be with me,
Honest, giving, serving humanity,
She knew of self-love,
Something that was beat out of me as a child
It was beautiful for me to see,
I thought she could teach me this,
I knew I had so much to teach her,
Symbiotic: my favorite word
I trusted her, she never did trust me
She loved herself too much to trust another,
Too afraid to be hurt, or go into the pain
And share it with another: the healing,
She runs away from it, avoidance,
running from herself, her past,
I am glad she is running in circles,
She will return to finish this with me.
I was running in circles,
I hurt myself,
Just to find my purpose.
Everything was so worthless,
I didn't deserve this,
But to me you were perfect.
I'm scattered through this life.
If this is life I'll say good bye.
He's gone like an angel,
With wings let me burn tonight.
Another twist and turn
Another life unlearned
What makes us change
Why do we turn around
We’re just here with no agenda
Is there a place for this
I’m just looking for the reason
But the ride that you take
Doesn’t always make the trip
Some things we can’t always count on
You put your trust is some
You don’t believe in most
If you knew what would come
Then you would be more frightened
I’ve been here before
I guess I’ll be here again
Although it’s hard
It’s better than the alternate
I know what to expect
I don’t want to deal
That’s not the choice that all of us get
We become lovers then become others
That’s the cycle of making our bed
We’re running in circles
To find an answer
We’re looking for something
Without the directions
We’re running in circles
Without a compass
The search will lead you
To yourself
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