Fabled Tragedy

Late Night Poem Talks

My mind is playing tricks again, 

Hard to tell if it's my enemy or a friend 

Got bad memories on rewind 

Constant reminders of my fuck ups in this life, karma taking action on my life. 

Yeah I better drink the tea I've been dishing out, cause all this stress isn't healthy for me 

No not when my goals have hit the back burner again, and I'm tired of not achieving them 

Have to remind myself that I'm tired of this fabled tragedy I've come to believe

Tired of the self inflicted pain, my demons need to leave me alone or they'll end up six feet under and in a grave. 

Have come to hate things that have drained my time and space,

Still searching for things that offer more equal give and take. 

Just have to cut out all this rot, just to save this sleeves fate.

No matter how bad the trauma or the evils I've seen try to drag me back down towards the pit.

Just have to take a minute to breathe, ending a life doesn't solve things, you'll just accrual more karmic debut.

Tired of living out this dark chapter I've been living in. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now. 

It gives me a small bit of hope, even when the doubts and limiting beliefs tell me not to listen to the intuition I've been gifted. 

The worlds more fucked up then I once believed, but that's just a truth you come to learn when you take the rose tinted glasses off. 

We've all got choices that need to be made, and it often seems like procrastination is my best friend.

Indecisions have got me here in the first place, chasing love that was never there in the first place.

Sacrificing for people who wouldn't do the same for me

In the end playing out the same fabled tragedy, insanity by definition, same people different faces. 

Clarity in recognizing the patterns and empty promises. If people aren't gonna change willingly life makes a habit of forcing the things we put off.

So what's the point of lying to myself again? If I'm not honest I'll get lost in the noise again 

I'm not sure if I have the strength to break free from these chains that've been killing the man I want so desperately to be.

So I should continue to spare myself the pain and find happiness in the emptiness that's been left between all this heartbreak. 

Here's to creating that peace again, and staying alive when the overthinking twists and warps this charade that is life. 

Thinking I could save others instead of saving mine, fabled tragedy's on rewind.