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Best Poems Written by Brittany Patronella

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Methodical Thinking

Methodical thinking systematically aligned.
Are you having trouble breathing?
Have you finally lost your mind?
Are you eagerly awaiting, nervous, anticipating,
The very next minute of your life?
What a way to live in strife
How can you breath steadily
Jeopardizing freedom by darkening the light
How can you breath steadily
How can you breath at all?
Are you in the drivers seat?
Do you even drive at all?
Are you under observation? 
A constant paranoia prickle
On the back of your clean neck
Gee that seems annoying
Like a tapping “are we there yet.”
You should really try to beat it,
Yes that’s my only great advice.
I have my own dilemmas, 
I am my own dear vice.
Should your self really enslave you? 
You’d be amazed
Of all who fall into that category,
It’s not healthy, all that worry.

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The Deep End Again

I went and jumped in the deep end again
Sorry to lose myself 
My only friend
Could you have tried any harder to stop me?
Undoubtfully, I’m the roaring sea
And cold use a bit of peace.
Maybe a little sleep might put me back up on my feet
Guard you’re structure
And don’t let it fall down
Rome wasn’t as pretty mud covered sticks in the ground
What’s worse is that I know myself and should have seen it coming
Now they’re on me like bloodhounds
And I cannot continue running.
It cannot be that hard to carry on 
I’m not afraid 
Erase the scars, the humiliation, and just leave the rest of me.
If that’s not enough, then tough
I’m tired of walking in strait lines 
Stepping in the same potholes, just in different times.
Looking to outer things in which to find a purpose
I will not be blindfolded by myself this time around
I cannot assume that I am destined to be found
I can touch the floor because it’s nowhere near the ground
So if you here me crying don’t be startled by the sound
I simple move in circles
I’ll eventually come around.

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Dreaming For the Lack of Scheming

Dreaming for the lack of scheming
Wish there was another day.
They all add up for one tomorrow,
That I’d give too much to see today.
Wish I’d known sooner,
All my people would wash away.     				
And not given such a large part of my heart,
 To the ones to close to home to fade. 
I thought there was a cause,
But you were just making me stronger,
So I would last under the pressure, 
Add flavor to the cards I play.   
Spice in all my thoughts, 
They prey upon me. 
Often now the path don’t wrong me.
Now isn’t that a change,
You can spit 
But can you play the game?
Or are you wild, weak, and ungracefully tamed.
Who made you boss? 
Even over yourself,
You say you know everything.
Then you don’t know your own wealth.        			
	 
The time has begun 
To drop your possessions and run.
Beautify the society                                              
The world has turned time again 
And don’t just stop,
Cause your out or your inn.

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I Belive They Want You Saved.

Many would follow with you at the lead.
Seconds are passing, you take them freely.
When will you learn to take the first step?
Without running off, saying “Not Yet.”
I wish I were able to run like you do,
But don’t think for a second,
That I don’t have the power to.

I wish that I had more help with the cause,
But I don’t have the time to think back with a pause.
I wish the pain were not so heavily laid.
What choice do I have but to move on through the haze?
What is my reward?
It is promised to be great.

So many think that it is too soon or too late,
Or that Heaven won’t be up to their high expectation rate.
They would rather rule the world they love so dearly,
How ignorant they must be, 
To forget that same world was made by God, for you and me.

Keep separating the two,
You lack the courage to believe.
You would rather wait until your day comes
And then decide to see.
You desire to disregard you’re being tested too.

Your hourglass is empty,
What now will you do?
You had a heart of gold,
That you kept all to yourself.
Gave none of it through your actions,
Yet you still think you’ll pass the test.

Well now doesn’t your life seem easy?
Getting everything just how you wanted.
There is a way that seems so right to us,
And then the truth is paved.
Listen to the angels calling,
I believe they want you saved.

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On the Way Down...

On the way down, I turned back around
And decided to give this life of mine one more round.
Interesting enough, even though life is tough, 
Somehow I manage to move through the rough.
I try not to think ahead, I don’t have a 4-year plan running through my head.
I only have to remember to make the bed.
No matter what, any one else say’s,
I get to drive, and I don’t have to go anyplace I don’t want.
I don’t have to worry because I am not on the hunt.
I don’t have to run, because I am no longer the prey.
I made up my mind to let the pieces fall where they may.
At least my heart is not in turmoil anymore.
I can take the pressure that the people in my life through way,
It’s the weight I pick up on my own that leads me astray.
I give up trying to find a plan that works.
I was in such a hurry that the stain actually hurt.
Then I figured out I am my own human being,
I’m the only one who knows what’s best for me.
When I let go of trying to figure out what that should be,
I began to live again; I set my soul free.
Now I simply live in the present and I don’t expect a thing.
All I have to do is take it as it comes, you see?
I don’t have to worry how I’ll make the best of me,
I am already good enough naturally.
All I have to do is live how I want and do as I please.
As long as I’m not hiding, avoiding, running, escaping responsibility.
Then the rest of it is up to me.

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Those Who Wait

Heaven holds high hopes for those who wait.
Wanting something more than just an entrance through the gate.
In this world we’re offered treasures in exchange for our life’s weight,
Like sacrificial brownie points towards our heavenly estate.

If given opportunity, to conquer all possibilities,
Then I’ll take the narrow road I see
And try to make the best of me.

I’m stagnant trapped in life’s routine.
Sometimes the sunrise feels like the beginning of the day’s captivity,
But I’m not worried because I know I’m free.
I care about my dreams you see,
Just not to the point of putting Heaven, in any kind of jeopardy.

Perfect patience, wanting nothing;
How does such a state exist?
With all the answers dancing past me 
In their often most alluring bliss
Joining in life’s fast paced race,
Becomes a hard fixation to resist.

I know I want to get there
I don’t know what I’ll see
But I will keep on moving
Until I make the most of me.

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I Don'T Need Another Reason

I don’t need another reason
To stop believing
I don’t need another reason to lie
I been celebrating my arrival
Since the day I arrived.

Make me the traveler off in the distance
Never settling for the path of a least resistance.
Have you ever wondered how all stars got in the sky?
It was the Maker’s wish that 
They’d be visible to our eyes
Does that really shock you?
It may come as a surprise
To the scientist always wanting
To belong to the sky.

So don’t give me another reason 
To stop believing
I don’t need another reason to hide
It’s already
To easy to forget
It’s already easy to lie.

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Glass Machine

I channeled all my rage into a glass machine
I didn’t realize I was so breakable
Until my foot caught the rock in front of me
I may have tripped but I’ve not fallen
I simply reached the line
I stand up and wait to hear them calling
Angels catch me every time
I wish that I could thank them
So I thank the Lord instead
For treating me with sympathy
When I thought the world was dead to me
This narrow road is slow
But its path knows where to go.
Much but better than the wide divide
That loses me each time I try
To conquer every part of life 
In four walls on my own.
We all need guidance from above
Our lives are written in God’s book with Love
If only I would knock, seek, ask
Maybe then I would not be made of glass.