Broken road

I wrote this at a low in my life.

So many miles away

So many heart breaks

To many roads taken

Leading to thousands of dead ends

I was to the point of dying

A fateful day changed me

Decided to stop running

Wanted to start living

Took a risk to take a stand

Stood for what I believed in 

Learned to fight

Surviving on your own 

Making your own rights

Friends leave you hanging

You stand completely alone

On the broken road

Reviews

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Some things scratch the surface while some deep cracks in the road strike at your soul. Keep walking the road and dead ends are something more than ends. When you see an end it's a new beginning to something new.

"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”
― Plato

I pulled out some hidden messages here that As the Chinese say, it's the yang and the yin, and therefore it consists of 'now you see it, now you don't, here you are, here you aren't, here you are,' because that the nature of energy, to be like waves, and waves have crests and troughs, only we, being under a kind of sleepiness or illusion, imagine that the trough is going to overcome the wave or the crest, the yin, or the dark principle, is going to overcome the yang, or the light principle, and that 'off' is going to finally triumph over 'on.' And we, shall I say, bug ourselves by indulging in that illusion. 'Hey, supposing darkness did win out, wouldn't that be terrible!' And so we're constantly trembling and thinking that it may, because after all, isn't it odd that anything exists? It's most peculiar, it requires effort, it requires energy, and it would have been so much easier for there to have been nothing at all. Therefore, we think 'well, since being, since the 'is' side of things is so much effort' you always give up after a while and you sink back into death. But death is just the other face of energy, and it's the rest, the not being anything around, that produces something around, just in the same way that you can't have 'solid' without 'space,' or 'space' without 'solid.' When you wake up to this, and realize that the more it changes the more it's the same thing, as the French say, that you are really a train of this one energy, and there is nothing else but that that is you, but that for you to be always you would be an insufferable bore, and therefore it is arranged that you stop being you after a while and then come back as someone else altogether, and so when you find that out, you become full energy and delight. As Blake said, 'Energy is eternal delight.' And you suddenly see through the whole sham thing. You realize you're That--we won't put a name on it-- you're That, and you can't be anything else. So you are relieved of fundamental terror. That doesn't mean that you're always going to be a great hero, that you won't jump when you hear a bang, that you won't worry occasionally, that you won't lose your temper. It means, though, that fundamentally deep, deep, deep down within you, you will be able to be human, not a stone Buddha--you know in Zen there is a difference made between a living Buddha and a stone Buddha. If you go up to a stone Buddha and you hit him hard on the head, nothing happens. You break your fist or your stick. But if you hit a living Buddha, he may say 'ouch,' and he may feel pain, because if he didn't feel something, he wouldn't be a human being. Buddhas are human, they are not devas, they are not gods. They are enlightened men and women. But the point is that they are not afraid to be human, they are not afraid to let themselves participate in the pains, difficulties and struggles that naturally go with human existence. The only difference is--and it's almost an undetectable difference--it takes one to know one. Great messages here and yes we are all walking the broken road with dead ends or new beginnings to a new pathway along the broken road.

Sincerely your friend in poetry and life.

[outspoken1234]

Thank you very much that was a wonderful review you just have to keep walking that broken road until you find a stretch that isn't broken anymore

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Very true, each day gives you clues of what we really are and what we are born for. Thanks for friend request and its an honor. Keep writing poetry on bones around you. Sincerely your friend in poetry and life.

[outspoken1234]

Thank you very much sir it means a lot

[barleygirl]

Your message makes it clear how it has felt for you to go thru this tough stretch. When I read this poem, along with your website profile, I just want to suggest that you not DEFINE YOURSELF by your tragedies. Every life has 'em, they keep on going & going thru-out life, but they don't need to be how you describe yourself. In this poem, you are showing yourself as being a survivor with spunk, so I urge you to adopt this inner strength as the way you describe yourself, too.

3rd line/1st word: "To" should be "Too"

Lines 1 thru 11 are written in first person ("me" & "I") - this is much more powerful . . . then you switch to second person ("you") for the rest of the message - this dilutes the power of your statement. To really own your survival, try using first person thru your entire poem.

[outspoken1234]

Thanks writing poetry has always been an outlet for me for everything so write and hope it helps others for me just putting my emotions down into meaningful things people enjoy reading helps me want to write things