I don’t want to turn around if you’re just gonna walk away.
In wake, watching the shadows
drift mercilessly against white walls,
my eyes waver as the mind
fades from consciousness.
Breathing falls.. in momentum to a steady pace,
as the core of your being delves deep
into your innermost thoughts;
I glance into memories of the past,
in temperance I find myself
in who I was, in who I am
and who I will be.
Does one forget in life,
the values that make personal beliefs?
“It is these things that cause me concern:
failure to cultivate virtue..”.
Oh written in the stars, a million miles away..a message to the main.
Seasons come and go..
but I will never change..and I’m on my way.
With a brief contemplation of the duration I’ve had in the new phase of things, I realise that there’s a lot that I’m learning about myself.
I’m finding out new things I didn’t know about myself physically, strengthening my brain mentally with new situations and worrying about the assignments of uni; and emotionally with a degree of uncertain growth of what I want and what I’m capable of.
Maybe I fell a little harder than I thought I would. And right now it’s a preventive measure, or maybe just a glimpse at what might have happened if things were a little different.
It took me a while to follow but I’ve come to terms with it. There’s just the bout of temporary insanity.. but then again you never actually answered my question.
You keep me wide awake and waiting for the sun.
It’s amazing how one sentence and one hug can take your worries away.
Thank you for today.. for the words you said, the things you did, and the way you compel me to learn more about myself.
What if I lived like there’s nothing to lose, just to die on my knees? At least I’ll know I walked the dark, I took the scars, I risked it all and learned to love the fall.
That faraway vision
of Kings translated,
A vastly opposite
world of similar dreams;
the wishes of the people.
The recollection of
history condensed into one page.
the edges wilt away
like the love that
once roamed these plains.
The cruel reminder
of lives lost in a
deadly match of hope.
The fall of pride and legacy.