Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Distances Measured in Promises

I'll start this new post by saying it has been a good long while, but this blog is still getting attention so I figured I should post something new, so here goes.

Despite what you say, what you do, how you feel, or how you think
There is still a white light that shines through your perforated vision
Something unique and detachable, reachable, perchance retractable
This solititude I feel, is incomplete, because no man should be solo
The falling trees and the shaking earth, your conscience battered and bruised,
Contemplating suicidal tendencies but never suicidal action
You balance your belief system on the lies of your childhood,
And fall into your pits of fire like they were pools of water
And although you contemplate brighter times, you repeat dark days
Finding fault in the broken glass, but still embracing it
You are bloodied and broken
Crying out, but holding on to this rageful, spiteful vengeance,
That you continue without fault to do to yourself,
Here in this place about you, there are clouds of diminished capacity,
You see me fragile, and distraught, a smile upon the face of a porcelain doll
But strength abounds for under the fragile is rock
So when the earthquakes , and the tornadoes bruise your ego, and your passions
I will still be here, a little worse for wear but in tact,
It isn't blasphemy to curse God for this, because he cursed us first
Made us human, made us suspetible to mistakes, and stupidity
To knowledge and foolishness, he gave us not only the tools for our creation
but also the tools to lead to our ultimate destruction
I don't pretend to be a philosopher, nor would i want to be,
These impossible questions, with ridiculous solutions, since there are none
Are not reality's.
to the point at hand however, we are not perfect little flowers,
But I am not a rabid dog,
Perhaps a simple red fox,
Weaker, and vulnerable, but boxed in a corner, prepared to defend, and survive as best I can
Maybe the world will swallow whole that goodness that I want to stand for,
and maybe one day you can see this too, all of you, the you's out there in all this world,
Catastrophe is at hand,
But it is avoidable, and I will be here till i'm not,
And then i'll be gone forever if seasons do not change.

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