Anytime Now

009. And Yet.

Let me educate

Those who don't yet-

Really understand the meaning

Of the single word "potential."

A word of so much conviction

And yet so much adoration.

It hurts to see

All the beautifully complicated

Ways people break down-

Other people with one single word.

The ability

To be something great

To be something of worth

To be something of power

The supply of inspiration

And yet-

All of that contained

In a box that simply houses the phrase-

"Not yet."

The ability

To break something down

Because it is not fulfilled

To the greatest

Because not enough time

Was arranged

To be put into devotion

And love

All because...

Everyone works at a different pace.

Please...

Tell me-

If someone has told you

You are great.

You are amazing.

You are superior.

You have the potential to be the best.

The only problem?

You have not yet reached there.

...

And there is no telling when you-

If you even do so-

Will get there.

Because to me...

That one, singular noise of a word

Causes such a din, such a hurricane

Happening just inside my head

That I cannot seem to think, nor listen

And the only thing I seem to see

Is the word heartbroken.

And yet-

It is the way of seeing and comprehending...

The cup half empty.

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a/n-

Hope you liked this particular poem :)

Pretty much all I feel.

I assume that quite a few can relate and realize that this is a very fixed and heartbreaking mindset to have, at least the way this poem was narrated.

And although this is my poem... and my words, realize that this is... tragic, and not a good way to live your life if you think like this.

I wrote this because... well because simply I feel the need to release some emotions and frankly, I'm a pretty melodramatic person. ;)
❤️
.indy.