We pride ourselves on too much,
and credit others very little.
We want everything that comes our way
except the things we know will hurt us.
We suffer for nothing,
but some suffer for everything.
We let the weight of the world pull us down,
but how far are we willing to go?
To the depths of the hole that satan crawled out of,
or farther?
Why let yourself be used like that?
You give everything,
and gain nothing.
When others give nothing,
but have everything.
So, what's the point in anything?
We look to the east for the break of the sun on the horizon.
We await the colors to fight for dominance over the peak of the rising sun,
but we see nothing more than a bleak, grey sky.
What was the point in us coming to life?
Is there a greater purpose we are serving,
or are you just so self-centered that you haven't even pause to question such things?
We look up to the sky,
and pray for answers.
Does that mean we have to get them?
No, of course it doesn't!
Some things will forever remain a mystery,
and I'm alright with that.
We don't know why the sky was made blue.
We don't know why birds were made to fly,
and humans made to walk.
We don't know why we were born,
or why we die.
That doesn't mean we don't have a purpose.
You can be alive,
but not be living.
It's just a matter of what you're gonna do.
I don't need someone to give me all the answers.
All I need is what I've already got,
and I'll face whatever's coming at me.
Do I have a perfect life?
No, and I never will.
But, I'm still gonna live life.
Even if it's not to the fullest.
If I have an ounce of love then I'll survive.
If I have an ounce of hatred then I know I'll fight past it.
If I ever cared, whatsoever, for anyone who came into my life
then I know I'll live a happy life.
I'll look out to the horizon,
and I may see a darkened sky,
but I might see colors.
You never know what's gonna come in the following years of your life,
so why fret about it?
Just live life the way you want to,
but don't forget about everyone else who matters to you.
Find something that is worth it,
and never let it go.
'Cause, if you do, it may never come back.
I pray for the lost souls that don't understand how important this really is.
I pray, those who have given up will rise up again.
I pray that everyone finds something to believe in.
'Cause they don't know what they're missing if they have nothing.
The found know what they have,
and the lost don't even know they're missing.
The seekers know there's something missing,
but they're struggling to find it.
Why let them remain on an everlasting search
when they can have they're search be ended right now?
Lead them down the narrow path,
and open up their hearts to everything they didn't have before.
Be the guardian angel over those who are still missing,
and nudge them in the right direction.
You may feel powerless over what happens to the missing,
but you're never entirely powerless.
It's just a matter of claiming that power within yourself,
and helping those who need it.
Just claim it,
and you'll be there.
Forever in your haven.
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A Poets Song
PoetryA poet writes what they find in their heart to write. The words they find is their lyrics, and poems are their songs.