"To be, or not to be?"
A good question.
Sometimes, i answer
without a fraction, of hesitation.
Then there are days, long days.
Mixed together, a blurred,
half true reality.
Good and evil,
they have no boundaries.
Like twins, you can't tell apart.
Your mind spins, in every direction
the body, distorted an sick.
You know what is right,
grasping, for any conviction.
What you know, slipped into the fog.
Madness and sanity.
Rolled into a lump.
The mind so plastic,
no structure, no peace.
This struggle,
to be someone, something.
I can't, and i won't!
O, but i must, and i will!
It's never ending,
and not, forgiving.
The struggle within.
Every time I read something new of yours I become even more impressed with the realness and still poetic refinement you offer on a consistently awesome basis :) This piece is one of my all time favorite as well mostly due to the above but it is also very relate-able. Good Work ""To be, or not to be?" A good question. Sometimes, i answer without a fraction, of hesitation. Then there are days, long days. Mixed together, a blurred, half true reality. "
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thank you for such a positive review, it means so much to me as a novice to poetry.
"Good and evil,
they have no boundaries.
Like twins, you can't tell apart.
Your mind spins, in every direction
the body, distorted an sick.
You know what is right,
grasping, for any conviction."
This write is so relatable to us all in our dual world and inner battles of self. It is hard and a lot of people paid heavy prices in those battles . Conquering the self is harder than conquering Everest mountain ...Well done and conveyed...:)
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thank you, and you are so right, it is the hardest of struggles.
I am just an average man, with a normal live, and then suddenly i started writing poetry. Go figure???
I also post original rock style music on Sound Cloud, check it out if you are in to that sort .. more..