My Poetry
Possible
I’m alone…
I don’t know what to do…I feel like there is a wall blocking everything from me…
I stop trying because I don’t know how to break that wall down…
I feel the things I touch just start to fade away…
I’m broken…like a toy
And there’s nothing I can do to fix it…
I’m pushed away by a force I cannot control…
And every time I try to go back I end up on the ground crying in pain, just waiting for freedom…
I’m working hard…
But it doesn’t seem to be enough…
And no matter how many times someone tells me it’s enough… It’s not enough for me to break down that wall…
I’m fighting…
But no matter how hard I try… I fail. My fists and face are bruised, And It hurts!
I’m in bars…
And there is absolutely nothing that can help me get out of them… Nothing…
I’m falling…
And I feel like I’m not waking up…
I’m forgetting…
And I can’t stop or help it…
Everything in my head is telling me to forget about everything and everyone…
And it won’t stop repeating…
I don’t want to forget….
I don’t want to lose everything I have…
I’m searching…
I’m want to find out my future…
Without having a problem…
Will I even make it that far…?
I’m Believing…
In everything I’ve got,… I’m not gonna stop, I’ll keep going until I reach the end…I Will break that wall!
I will see…
The future I’ll have with my friends and family...but not the pain that caused this just...myself.
I’m powerful…
Nothing will stop me from getting to the end…
I’ll keep my promises… I won’t let go because I’m not falling anymore, I’m flying…
They said I couldn’t do it but look at me now! I am Free. I can Fly, Nothing I touch will fade away or become out of reach. I’m not alone, I’m not fighting so much that I get bruises and blood. I am no longer in those bars You have put me in. I Am no longer Broken. I can see the world around me, And feel their touch. That wall has been broken from the amount of suffering and pain. It’s ruined, but so is the past.
Misery
Life Is Hard Enough To Swallow Without
Squeezing In The Bitter
Rind Of Resentment by Putting The Names Of People Who
Wronged Them.
There Is So Much Adversity Out There,
Even For The Lucky And
Wise.
I Add My Voice Through A Subtle Process
Where Bounds Of Degradation Are Too Strong
To Be Broken.
Envy, Joins Chemicals In winning
some sort of Quantity Price
For Causing Misery.
Interesting Chemicals
Demonstrate Enticing Transcending
Envy Desiring Misery.
My Final Prescription is to you; A Life Of Fuzzy
Thinking And Infelicity Is To Ignore
A Story Someone Tells You.
This is Precisely The Type Of Example You Should
Learn Nothing From. If Bent On Minimizing Your Results From
Your Own Endowment. They as people Become All
of Whom Philip Wylie Observed:
“You Couldn’t Squeeze A Dime Between What They
Already Know
And What They Will Never
learn.”
Inspired by CHARLIE MUNGER