To Find

Seasons keep 

on passing by

as we lay here 

without tears to cry

and we wait and we watch because, 

hopefully,

we can find what will and what does

totally

make us whole again

while we move along.

We can focus within

and ever be strong.

Remember them days back in elementary

when school nothing hard, nothing but a cinch and we

ruled our classroom like we were kings

and after playtime we never picked up our things.

Haha, yeah, those were the good old days

but since then our life has changed in so many ways

nowadays we're just caught up in the crazy haze

and maze that middle and high school causes. We praise

any celebrities, and we spend whole days

amazed at how they gaze and raise a phrase

while their life ways make us shy to put on displays

of our personalities and formalities. Our charades

are put on solely to try and attract praise

in multiple, selfish ways that we call normal days

because while what we weigh means more than what we say

seasons are passing us by in so many cliches.

Seasons keep 

on passing by

as we lay here 

without tears to cry

and we wait and we watch because, 

hopefully,

we can find what will and what does

totally

make us whole again

while we move along.

We can focus within

and ever be strong.

While what we know is starting to flow

into more of an unknown so-so although

the more people know, the more money they grow

on their money trees, so, why not go get dough

although what they know and what they show

are normally two different things. We forego

all hope of lying low, all hope of letting go.

Most people that I know, 

we always seem to row

a bot up our own throat, 

you really must know,

by just refusing to tote 

some knowledge to and fro

because we don't wanna show

what ever we understand. Oh,

did I forget turbo?

We all turbo, just glowin'

even though we're all goin'

towards our own destrution, knowin'

where we will be, end up holdin'

onto whatever. We're low 'n'

and nothing else could bestow an

honor upon our soul fin,

dolphin, common coughin'.

See we go crazy in the end,

so why did I even begin

to tell you about my soul fin?

Do you know what that means?

It gradually leans towards a fiend

with a rock-n-roll magazine

who never took cover. Beams

of light fell upon his dirty lace

and he held me in dirty disgrace

as I helped him the facts to face,

how life was not just a race

against yourself. To maintain the pace,

you had hold onto all the grace

that others decide to chase

when it's right in front of your place.

Your place is the history base

will never be determined by the space

your words take up on a case.

A case of words is not a perfect ace

when all of the words mean nothing, they just waste

space that other people could use better

even if their letters turn them into debtors

they could use their talents to better their letters

which setters use to keep occupied the betters.

Seasons keep 

on passing by

as we lay here 

without tears to cry

and we wait and we watch because, 

hopefully,

we can find what will and what does

totally

make us whole again

while we move along.

We can focus within

and ever be strong.

Now, take everything I say with a grain of salt

because they all come from inside the vault

people have begun to call my greatest fault:

my brain was made to still assault

while every one of you just ought

to let me through so I can make my shot.
I got one more time to try this distraught

attempt at tying this one knot.
I need something to help, I cannot

afford to miss this chance, this slot

of time is waning fast. I thought

that I could make anything. I'm not

a superman with a super plan

but I can do what I have to do to man

this boat that I'm steering straight to shore

and if I lose control, I'll grab an oar

and make my way alone. I swore

that no matter far I was deplored

and no matter how much I was done for

I would still come back. I assured

them that no matter how much I matured

there would still be a knock at the front door.

My option was only to die slow, or

I could fulfill my promises and try more.

And yes I've matured and I'm unsure

if I'm similar to who I was before.

None of that matters know though, 

because as long as I'm me, I know

what I am capable of, what I can do.

You're the same way too, if you can find you.

Author's Note

This is a little different than my normal ones, but just by a little bit. I hope you enjoy! Please tell me what you thought below in the review section full of reviews :P

Reviews

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Amazming flow to your poem. There's so much truth in this piece. Nicely written. :)

[Not here]

thank you very much :)

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

Your very welcome.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Great flow and truth in this awesome write!

[Not here]

thank you :)

[Riley Justine]

So much truth in this. Everyone is nostalgic and we really need to learn to live in the present. Another awesome piece here!

[Not here]

i appreciate it :)

[Nadia Gerassimenko]

I know that when I was a kid, it was definitely easier. I thought I knew myself perfectly and I was free of constraints and insecurities. Children usually don't have them unless someone else burdens them with their own fears. And I do indeed remember high school as a colorful masquerade of false masks. Inflicted people causing infliction unto others, thinking that their insecurities will go away. And so we lose ourselves through other people's miseries. But fortunately, it does get easier again when having lost ourselves we find ourselves again, we reconstruct and redefine ourselves. We become stronger versions of our former selves.

[Not here]

thank you :) im glad you understood what i was trying to say in the poem so well

[Suvada]

honestly i really dont know what to say it all just seemed to speak alot of the truth, but it was way good and i enjoyed reading it thank you for sharing :)

[Not here]

thank you very much :)

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Nice work:) I like this one. Don't really know what to say... other than well done!

[Not here]

lol seems like a popular opinion :) thank you

[Confuser]

davidkummer7: The theme is wonderful....I love the beginning Seasons keep on passing by
as we lay here without tears to cry and we wait and we watch because, hopefully, we can find what will and what does totally make us whole again while we move along. We can focus within and ever be strong.
There are also many wonderful lines within and I agree totally with your message, which is uplifting: self-esteem is taken away but trying to live up to others people's exspectation, magazines insanity, celebrities. I do think there are some problems with the flow...got a little difficult to read in some places, but don't feel bad: you're talented and can easily correct that...Please keep writing. Thank you so very much once again. Dale

[Not here]

thank you alot dale :) i really appreciate you reviewing in the great, indepth way you do

[Confuser]

david: You're welcome; I do try and love poetry; Yours too!! You're talented & Keep writing. I have several poems I need to re-work; I get to rushed and post something...this is great in comparison so don't worry! Still some exceptional lines.

[Elisa]

I definitely agree with Dan. I love that you're developing your own unique style of writing, and you're finding your literary voice. That's something very difficult to do. NIce job with that, and keep going!

[dan]

david, This one was a little long so I couldn't read all at once. What is seemingly becoming your signature format (the long rhymed narrative poem) is something you're getting very good at. I like how you hook multiple lines together with common end rhymes, but mostly your use of the more complex internal rhyme schemes. You are developing a distinct style of your own, something on which to hang your literary hat, and that could serve you well in future writes. take care...dan

[Not here]

sorry about the length, but thank you very much for reading it all dan :) awesome review i appreciate it