Nature, Nurture, Heaven, and Home.

inspiration: humbling river by puscifer. location: coffee shop in downtown. how typical.

The night's always harder to get through than the day
It feels the same in all the wrong ways
Tough as we are, we always fault to ourselves
Our sun will wake me from this fictitious hell

We design to appeal to our sense of power
But when faced with the unknown, we beg and cower
Unlike you, I feel I'm forced to be misconceived
I'm probably someone you're unable to believe

Outside these walls, there's so many directions
Some get lost while others know their intentions
Letting me down may lead me into a field
Yet, the lack of city lights has shown me what's real

Have you felt the breath I have deeply taken
Or the wrath of his back that was once forsaken
Our screams, our sighs, we have all been heard
My eyes see my perception, yours slowly open my third

I'm fighting for peace as a war within me
While you may simply not know who you want to be
The dark knows no sympathy for our unique wires
We've been too low to surrender as we tire

The step you took was the ideal way to go
Looking back is witnessing what you already know
Love within is lack of doubt that that dawn will come
I'd rather mean nothing to most, but everything to some

Reviews

[Silvario]

This one made me smile as I read it. Yes it's laced with a bit of sadness as the subject struggles and I found myself rooting for her, but I smiled throughout because of how beautifully this piece is penned.

"I'd rather mean nothing to most, but everything to some"
This says it all! Love it :)

[Alex Minito]

i love the metaphors. very cool and nature oriented.

[Just me]

Forgive me if I go through and leave comments on most of your poems, I just love the way you write.

The last and first lines are my favorite, particularly the last.

'I'd rather mean nothing to most, but everything to some'

I think almost everyone can relate to this.

[Rebecca Hope Rouston]

i would not mind one bit, thank you for all the reviews you give!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

there is something we need to get back to...as poets we take the journey looking for it...will we ever find or reach the "it"?

who knows...we can only struggle on "the road to find out" as cat stevens sang.

i really enjoy your work.

you are a talented and honest poet.

[krish]

wow......beautiful words.....carry one.......

[de_maruf]

fine

[John Stussy]

As far as your comment in the intro about the inspiration being typical, shush you! If it inspires work like this, I don't care how typical the inspiration is you should use it! This was another awesome poem. I've looked at it a few times throughout the all-nighter I just pulled, was looking for particular lines that stood out to me to comment on, but the whole thing in its entirety is really good. You rock as a poet.

[Rebecca Hope Rouston]

thanks! yet, who ever said typical was a bad thing? its true! lol and i pulled an all nighter too(:

[John Stussy]

No problem! Aye, typical can be awesome, as you proved with this poem, which turned out itself to be completely untypical. Huzzah for all nighters!

[Rebecca Hope Rouston]

woo!!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Letting me down may lead me into a field
Yet, the lack of city lights has shown me what's real

Love those lines... when we don't have everyone trying to get us to see their version of the light we can see what is real in the darkness of our own mind. So many different thoughts in this poem that are written so creatively. Great work.