Zone of Poetry

(Personal poem about how I never trust myself to make my life’s desires happen.I don’t like it. Wasn’t really feeling the poetic juices flowing, but hey, I figured I’d get a dry run here soon. I’m just gonna keep writing. I always learn more about myself that way.)

I am shackled in the misery Of pushed limits restrained.

Let me shoulder your burdens And accompany you back To your own personal path.

I deal a pleasant surprise Only to rise to the sunset That has marked its path in the sky.

Arise and shine For I am no more. Unite a dreams past plays Over a channel youniversal to your mistakes. Play with the pain Only to build blocks Which crumble in your wake. Testify and rectify The hate which burns With the ember of your soul. Collect the ashes Of your heart And present the case While Satan waits. Break the back of misery Which aims to claim Your mind silently. Shoot your will While running from Your passion If that’s how your framework Of truth is fashioned. May I suggest a mistake? Snap your bones While witnessing the snakes.

Waiting to be expressed and impressed into the Atomic structure of a construct, that must of Been so elusive to deny me even a momentary pleasure To express joy in the moment. I aim to capture all positivity Into the scope of intent. Purified by the passion That fuels my direction To seek out experiences that are meaningful to me.

Hurry it's almost time. I speak, not run Because that is a crime. I magnify the unknown Only to be opened In the existence of my soul. Redemption pleads While sorrow fights. Plain eyes may distinguish A shadow of your doubt. Break the cage and flip the egg For your yoke caresses your every mistake. I can see that your shadows Have engraved your past While you play in what You think has been Prepared for you. Why ask when the truth speaks? Shall I hide while you weep? Or surrender your blunder Of unfortunate keeps? I've had enough now, Shall we speak?

Breath... Breath easy and take it upon yourself To rise with the sun upon awakening from your truth. While I was away I quit counting the stars, Because I knew that the light shining From within you was brighter then any state of affair. I could not contemplate the concept of an irrevocable action. Moments flare only to be seen again With new eyes fixed upon an outcome. Truth can outshine a million stars But when did you loose your sanity young one? Did you twist your heart And devour your fate? Or was it the namesake of meandering That squandered your riches Which cast themselves to disease Held tight in another mans box? Why guilt me in the moment, When you know that the sun rises to you? Its orbit is around your thoughts And it listens to every command you give. Five times the multiple of infinity Times the decision that you've factored down to zero. Don't question... Revel and reflect. Aim Close one eye Focus and direct.

I guess that’s it for now, but my mind is always on overdrive, lol :)

I am attempting to end the dismay. This constant push of struggle Is an enormous strain on my will to embrace peace. At night I shed no tears, But my heart cries out for a connection beyond. I just want to be touched Held close and comforted In the knowing of prosperous future. But now I have no desire to change. Wrap me up in a cloud of hate And gently forget about my existence. For I have given up attempting to reconcile This meaningless world. To be born into misery, pain and constant strife Is worse than hell. In this moment I refuse to acknowledge The fallacy for passionate enjoyment of life For I am drained of the motivation, will and desire To move forward. I am a dense manifestation Of twisted convolution Resulting from the deterioration of my will I will crumble and fall away Forever removing my shame.

(Print this off and give it to your girlfriend Or better yet, memorize it and recite it with conviction set in your eyes. If there's a girl that’s been unreceptive to your advances, perhaps a simple poem like this can accurately expresses your emotions. They will listen to this. Good luck. Give this a go.)

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