I sit here and comprehend life all from within
Speculate on how my life is shaped by every sin
Managing to stay together as I hold so much in
To no one will these thoughts ever be kin
In the eyes of others I appear external
They could not even ponder what is internal
Only I know about this mind of mine that is an infernal
Silently I remain here, this unpopped kernel
At times on the verge of explosion
Somehow
I always resist that bit of erosion
Yet I'm constantly altered by corrosion
Held together by the strangest fusion
The thoughts indicated are not my bane
I am thankful because they guide me through pain
So I will abide and allow them to cut my chain
As they push me to find every last bit of gain
In times of frustration I only wish to be kind
While I curse this elegantly hidden corner of my mind
Because with anger I can be boldly headlined
Then I realize there is so much more to be aligned
My mind is not the problem, I need not let my anger lead
With all this understanding still remains an unplanted seed
At times my anger controls me as I attempt to bleed
I realize that with my mind I must plead
So I request it help me find a better way
Lost, I petition for a solution day after day
With this burden I embark only to feel I've been led astray
Then the black and white begin to fade, and I spot the gray
Beginning I am lost, But with every article I am found
These words give the music of my mind it's sound
They show me it's meaning and lift me from the ground
No longer by anger do I deem myself bound
Because of these words duly noted, I am liberated
So much misunderstanding becomes completely abated
These emotions are now adequately plated
Weight is lifted because of what I have stated
Your apprehension of these words means nothing
Because to me these words means everything
As my mind grows peaceful, with the joy I could sing
So continue as you wear yourself out trouncing
I am in a devout pursuit of everlasting bliss
Everything lies within for us to miss
Still we send it away with a powerful hiss
As we go on living our lives with so much remiss
Covertly I will organize myself on an old notepad
Because life is not just about the path of good or bad
The more I understand this I am so glad
All I want is a path that wont leave me sad
There will be no wrong one, so don't pretend to know
With that I have no reason to let it show
Someday
I will reach the point where I can glow
Where these thoughts of contentment I won't have to sow
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