A Poem

Well it has been a pretty normal day and I dont have much to blog about but I am so bored that I am still blogging anyways.

I think this would be a good time to share my poem with you. It still has no title I just call it a poem or a long poem. And some of the longer lines cut off in the wrong place. It is ridiculously long and always getting longer as new thoughts and ideas come to mind. It has very many highs and lows and reading it is like riding a roller coaster of emotions- at least for me. It is quite epic in its length and in the time it took to write it and I guess the my goal is to point out the many ironic situations in life and how humans in nature cope-or lack thereof with the situations that life brings. It is still somewhat scattered and disorganized and I know the punctuation needs worked on. I will continue to revise and edit such things whenever I feel like getting around to it. But the poem is widely open to interpretation. You may recognize small portions of the poem that are derived from certain song lyrics. Please forgive me if you think I have plagerized such material. Songs and music are a great source of inspiration in my life and it is always suprising how much meaning a song lyric can have especially when you know such artists were heavily under the influence of hallucinages and drugs :) I have tried to limit my exact phrasing to any song lyrics and 99% of it in all honesty are from my own feelings and thoughts. Feel free to write comments and suggestions.

When do we know

when to hold to the past,

or turn around and let it go?

Can two lives so far apart..

Ever come together to form one perfect heart?

Do we happen to tread into another’s world,

meaning to stayonly to close the door and walk away..

When do we realize the purpose we choose..

Do we ever understand the moments we lose?

If in the middle of our lives so parallel..

Do we reach an intersect to stop and tell?

Can we ever come to understand,

the withering effects of ageless time..

When all we can do is drown in soundless mime?

Maybe we are just living with our eyes half open

thinking of all those words left unspoken,

too bent too broken.

The power of love defies any.

The only thing we can never betray.

A cure and a curse for so many

We lust to live and love to lust

We love to live and live to love

Is there anything more unjust..?

Its one of those things you have to feel to be true.

As we learn to live and live to learn

we play with the fire just to see how we burn.

As we begin to burn the images of our past
Sometimes we play with fire just to see how long we will last.
The world can turn us and burn us with desire
Hopefully we can all wake up from our nightmare
And turn it into dreams that we can all bare.

But some things just can't be erased by flame

It all ends up as before and all just the same.

We always come and we always go
but when the rain finally washes us clean then we will know
We always try to make nothing into something that’s so much more
Sometimes it never goes the way we intend,

just makes it worse than before.

Sometimes to care is just not worth the pain

and to try and try makes things too insane
Some find all the right in the wrong and all the wrong in the right

sometimes that’s just easier than dealing with the pain of the fight
Sometimes we already know the end
And everything becomes too hard to defend
Sometimes we never know just where to go
Sometimes we work too hard just for the show
And sometimes we fly too high and hover too low.
Maybe we inhibit our own ability to grow
Maybe we move through life too fast and stop too slow
And sometimes the world hurts us much more than we know.

We never blame ourselves for wanting more,

for all these things we couldn’t ignore

the things that we’ve loved the things that we’ve lost
We try to be happy no matter the cost

To the place I thought I knew, I will never go

That I always wanted to, yet I will never know

And we drown in the tears we shed..

we ride on the hopes of promises we are fed.

Confusion never sleeps hearts and minds will never agree..

cursed missed opportunities they make traitors of us all

we now know what we could never see.
Have you ever wonder about all this irony?

Its so painful, something that’s so close and still so far out of reach

Its something so deceiving when you stop believing..

Its the nature of humans as we practice, as we preach

It takes so long to learn and so quickly we forget..

if only life’s moments of perfectioncould last just a bit.

The space between is where everything stalls

it is the space between normalism and perfectionism man always falls

the space between is the valley of the dead

it is all that we fear and all that we dread

sooner or later we cross the line of nevermore
But we always hope for so much more
The space between haunted by indecision,
A space full of deceiving perception.

the space between

a space full of nothingness so many people have seen
In this space its man who forgets to care
Your neither here nor there,
Both sides you cannot share.

When you want it all sometimes you have to sacrifice it all..

sometimes you leave nothing to catch you if you fall

Maybe forgiveness was never lost at all..
Maybe redemption is found right where we left it.

We don’t want to learn more than we need to forget
And the dark planet's still spinning
In a race where no one wins and no one is winning
When does our own great creations..

Begin to corrupt our own inspired imaginations?
How many lies are we conceiving
At what point does it shatter our ability of believing?

And we keep playing the same old game of shame..
Everyone wants to pick but no one will choose
Everyone wants to play but no one wants to loose.

We take more than we get

paying anything to chance another roll of the dice

gambling another person another life..

another fame just the same old game

How do we read the actions of others..

What does our actions say to another’s?

Does one ever stand up and shine...

Anyone to break a defining line?

So many walk the line paying the ultimate fine

giving in or giving up never did so many think to lineup

Everybody's had to fight to be free..

there is no pretending tomorrow is the same

somethings are just too dark to see.

There's no time to think about the starting or the end

we'll find out I’m sure just how much we are worth to spend

Because after all regret is the most expensive thing
Just being here is worth anything.
And If there’s only one choice to make..

do we ever give, or do we always take?
When we die what do we leave?
Before we die what do we achieve?

And If tomorrow was never a day..

What would we do,

and how would we say it all today?

-a poem by me :)