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Pay attention as I put into action this ploy.During waking hours we rise once more.
Watch us dance and dance today.
Eyelids close as light departs.
And our minds are at rest no more.
See the twirls, leaps, and bounds.
Cringe when the outcome is poor.
All the while your attention is held.
On our large and varied display.
On a stage fit for all.
On a ruse meant for all.
Dance and dance this day.
All around the truth.
Blurring it for our own good.
Never a perfect ending.The light burns me away.
Darkness I become lost in.
Once someone gets too close to one or the other,
I latch on and begin doing what must be done.
Pulling heads down from the clouds.
Dragging bodies out of ravines.
Maintaining a constant balance of good and bad,
never able to reside on either side.
The role that can only be accepted as fact.
For I am the shadow.
Watch as I shift us into an equilibrium.
Appraise the essence of we.Let's begin in no particular order.
Speak plain and simple.
Don't complicate things.
Hate to love with loving hate.
This innate state.
Only to complicate.
All rhyming aside we need to be serious.
For the dangers after these warnings here.
A stage I've taken or developed into.
Two halves glued together to make this ghastly whole.
A body in an unstable transformation.
Degrading now only to regenerate later.
All the while it thrives on this plain.
Creating bonds to be severed along the way.
You'd think it insane for one to live.
With such privileges and consequences.
I'll have you know there is no option.
Of solving the dilemma at hand.
To fix it.
Start from the beginning.
But in no particular order.
Insert here irrelevant verbs.
And we have ourselves a story.
Of how I will speak out.
Only to bite my tongue.
As these two individuals.
I harbor inside wage war.
The suspense is killing.Again, I am alone.
No surprise there to say the least.
Having a song on repeat while asking questions for answers from a children's toy.
Will it be "yes" or "no"?
Do I believe it as so?
We are in control of so little in existence. Nature, life and death, time and space,
all stand on sky scraper pedestals the meek human race can't even fathom. One minor
advancement in our sciences and we brag as if we're standing above gods. Humans
are simply arrogant, petty beings who only live because they're provided for.
But I digress.
Spontaneous rants won't do me or others any good.
And I am no different from my peers.
Seeking adventure, peace, as well as love.
Will I be happy sometime soon?
Is my happiness determined by me or something I must wait for?
This thirst for answers persists.
My curiosity leeching the sanity out of me.
A moment of clarity is always nice, wouldn't you agree?
Facing me.Sometimes when I am getting ready in the morning or just passing through my room, I stop and look at myself in the mirror I have.
And I just stare.
Focusing on the little details on my face, creases around my eyes and even the general shape of it.
All the while I do this my mind is empty.
I do my best to keep away thoughts.
And then I begin to question.
Are you me?
Is whom I've become what I truly want?
Outside this body I can easily demonstrate my talents and gifts.
Inside reside the many flaws and defects that occasionally break free.
They escape from a prison.
This cage, my body.
So will I triumph over my own darkness, or allow it to devour me?
You'll find out soon enough.
I won't spoil it for you.
-AWith another night spent awake I find a tugging on something inside me.
Familiar, the tug is. But what is it pulling on?
My first guess was my heart; however, the feelings that reside in there
are not stirring whatsoever. It could also be my mind, except that it is
quite calm there as well.
That leaves only my soul.
How odd that I had forgotten of something so important, so significant.
This soul of mine is being tampered with and I can not dispel the threat.
Or so I believe it to be one.
Upon further inspection...I find nothing.
Well, that's not entirely true. I found enlightenment.
By an unseen force my mind begins to flourish with thoughts and this heart of
mine demonstrates emotions by the likes I have never before experienced.
This simple act of "noticing" has taken my being to a whole new level.
And with that, I have these words to say:
In sacrifice of time and joy, contemplation next to re-evaluation have produced
the means of which I may guide a life by. The
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