frostyangel
Bluelighter
The person you always wanted to be??
...
Sometimes in this life, we give into
fear, not pushing ourselves hard enough
to the best path.. we settle for what is
okay. What makes ends meet.. sometimes
we just don't believe in what makes us,
well us.. there is something beautiful
that we all hold deep within our souls..
In everyone of us..
If we give up on ourselves.. who will
pick us up.. noone will understand,
listen, or fight for you, as hard..
but you..
believe in
yourselves..
*******************************************************
my emotional disadvantage
it enslaved me..
the last week of my life
had had this endless surrender
the would just not end..
I couldn't understand all
those motivational words
that I knew..
That I could speak to
anyone who needed my
help.
They just seemed so..
so foreign
How do I bring what
I hold in my hands
to life?
And why was it steaming
my thoughts so vigorously
lately?
And the anger of an unwanting
feelings which I found
within myself; what I was
allowing myself to become..
Here I was relinquishing
possessions of my future
onto a hope..
that I could
not figure out
What was it that I needed..
What was it that I wanted..
To make me .. be
better..
better than anything
I was allowing myself
to become..
And now there is blame..
Do I blame myself..
Do I blame them..
But who really in the
end can discover..
I have this unforgetable
desire to live out this
feeling that I want to be
noticed..
important..
sometimes..
Just not me..
But I ran before..
now I just might be
running again..
Can I not grow up..
Can I not take on
what I know I can
become..
And this dazzling
inspiration that I
yearned for..
I always beholded..
I just needed you..
to believe in me..
Time will allow any
discovery.. my soul
will find.. the you
inside of me...
...
Sometimes in this life, we give into
fear, not pushing ourselves hard enough
to the best path.. we settle for what is
okay. What makes ends meet.. sometimes
we just don't believe in what makes us,
well us.. there is something beautiful
that we all hold deep within our souls..
In everyone of us..
If we give up on ourselves.. who will
pick us up.. noone will understand,
listen, or fight for you, as hard..
but you..
believe in
yourselves..
*******************************************************
my emotional disadvantage
it enslaved me..
the last week of my life
had had this endless surrender
the would just not end..
I couldn't understand all
those motivational words
that I knew..
That I could speak to
anyone who needed my
help.
They just seemed so..
so foreign
How do I bring what
I hold in my hands
to life?
And why was it steaming
my thoughts so vigorously
lately?
And the anger of an unwanting
feelings which I found
within myself; what I was
allowing myself to become..
Here I was relinquishing
possessions of my future
onto a hope..
that I could
not figure out
What was it that I needed..
What was it that I wanted..
To make me .. be
better..
better than anything
I was allowing myself
to become..
And now there is blame..
Do I blame myself..
Do I blame them..
But who really in the
end can discover..
I have this unforgetable
desire to live out this
feeling that I want to be
noticed..
important..
sometimes..
Just not me..
But I ran before..
now I just might be
running again..
Can I not grow up..
Can I not take on
what I know I can
become..
And this dazzling
inspiration that I
yearned for..
I always beholded..
I just needed you..
to believe in me..
Time will allow any
discovery.. my soul
will find.. the you
inside of me...
