Sunday, December 30, 2012

Stitches



The sun rises quickly to illuminate the truth.
Reality starts to squirm as the rays hit the roof.
Fears come to life that hide well on the inside.
Giving birth to doubt. destroying all pride.
Lack of words to relay the way you are feeling.
Lack of verbs to react so you can start healing.
Self destruct, rewind, relive, rebuild, reborn.
New stitches to repair where the heart was torn.
Wrong or right makes no difference in the end.
The hard part is sorting what was real or pretend.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Lead Vs Follow


       
 As i look around me in any social setting, i cant help but notice how different i am from EVERYONE i come in contact with. its not the way i dress or what i look like, its way deeper. the first thing i notice is the things that are so important 2 me do not mean NOTHING 2 them. On the flip side, the things they live for; i couldn’t care less about. the differences always starts here. i respect their passion for life as well as their personal definition for living. if i only received that in return, i might not feel so alienated. that’s when my ears open and my mouth shuts. i start breaking down the subtle body language and meanings behind their words. my wall starts to grow stronger as well as my senses. i hear 3 different conversations at once, taking in each of them, storing the information 4 future reference. at the same time, i withdraw from the conversation as the other people around me forget that i am even there. that’s my comfort zone. until i choose to open up. people hate me and my ability to appear emotionless. truth being told, i'm one of the most passionate person you could ever meet. i'm passionate about my friendships, my beliefs, my thoughts, my creativity, as well as my anger, my insatiable need to debate, and my indescribable need to just b myself. most people i meet never know any of these things because they don’t take the time to observe. that’s one of the major differences in me and everyone else i meet. i listen to what u DON'T say as well as what you DO say.
whatever happened to the art of making and keeping friends?
whatever happened to being PROUD for the people around you succeeding?
whatever happened to LEARNING from strangers?
whatever happened to being an individual?
whatever happened to going different paths and meeting at the end?
whatever happened to the general respect for people you meet even when they are different?

maybe i'm old school. maybe i am out of touch. i was raised in the late 70's by my great grandfather that told me: 

"the ears and mouth NEVER work at the same time"
and
"Find out what you are good at as well as what you are not. then do more of what you are good at and less of what you are not good at. that's the key 2 life"

i'm good at thinking outside of the box. i'm good at seeing the big picture no matter how thick the smokescreen is. i'm good at putting my irrational thoughts into words, my words into sentences, my sentences into paragraphs, and drawing people to it. i'm good at showing people a different way to look at ideas. if not, then why have you made it this far into my blog? so many people in my personal life think i'm stupid just because i don't choose to follow the step by step instructions to life. i choose to write my own. i choose to admit my weakness's to anyone that will listen because by the time i expose them., i've already made the proper adjustments so i don't repeat them.
i'm man enough to admit i am a flawed creature. i'm man enough to admit i have insecurities. i'm man enough to fear MYSELF.
that makes me complete.

Acceptance is the highest form of giving up on your individual thought process.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

In A Sense



In A Sense
(innocence)
click on the lines to see my inspiration

Barrel and hammer.
Life lost on both sides.

Just a normal day
Ignored signs sometimes,
a deadly price paid.

Backpack, no books.
“They will listen now.”
his destruction will tell.

Illusions of madness.
Begging for attention.
some twisted redemption.

The questions are simple,
solutions; far and few.
Reach one, teach one.
Yet one will slip through.
Raising my kids to smile
while i'm scared for their lives.