My behavior lately has been unacceptable
Two visions of myself have left me in a spectacle
Spectating the world and I feel disposable
That is plausible; but they say anything is possible
Staying how I am is obviously impractical
I need to move forward; Therapy is respectable.
The miseducation that we must live in a world of hurt
Won't help us move past the fact that we're all hurt
Spreading it like a virus; that's not for a knee jerk-
Reaction, taking it one step at a time to get some traction.
Isolated myself so I don't have a distraction
Because I hurt someone that loves me, I cried from that reaction
Taking my life in my hands, I must take action
So that one day I can lead a family with satisfaction.
Once upon a time I thought life could be a fairy tale
It grew stale; They sold us a dream that was on sale
I bought into the game, and I paid the price
Bob Barker style, I must make things go right
And tonight, I light one wick of the candlelight
Rhymes coded in my blood and that's my true might.
Articulated as a poet and now I fully own it
And anyone that wants it best to believe that they too can get it.
Follow your dreams and let no one put you down
There will always be doubters somewhere in your town
But listen to the sound, what is in your heart?
That's what separates you from the crowd, two worlds apart
Everybody has an end so where do you start
One day I hope to see you flourish along with your art-
I'll do my part, which is nurturing the next generation
Help build themselves up in an age of inflation
So, they don't get caught up in whimsical stagnation
Instead, I want to push them toward a united nation.
We can be upset but this is our creation
This is our journey, and we choose the destination
But before that I need to give therapy my concentration.
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Days of Healing
PoetryI've decided to log my writing progress while I go through therapy to show how my growth is going. The for every day is to write and then post it here to keep track of everything.