Note to Self, Or to Everyone elseA Poem by transentience
Here I am, old friend. The excuse to blame yourself for every action that pries into those festering wounds, the ones you justify because you feel you deserve it. Just accept it--forgiveness into your heart. Fight the fear that preys upon your unknown. Your passive way is just apathy in disguise--an affliction worse than fear. It's giving up on love. It's the disimpassionment of your once fiery essence. How can you ever know love if you never have the courage to stand up for your f*****g self? You only let people down when you allow yourself to fall. Apathy truly is the most tragic of all.
But buried deep inside your righteous soul sleeps a beast of benevolence, waiting for your call, to rip to shreds your zombified mind, so you can feel again...please hold on to what makes you so beautiful and free... © 2016 transentience |
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Added on May 19, 2016Last Updated on May 19, 2016 Tags: Wisdom, love, acceptance, blame AuthortransentienceBuena Park, CAAbout29. Writer, dreamer, musician, thinker, disabstractionist An empath who fights for what they believe in My mind is a blessing and a curse, but music keeps me balanced I tend to psychoanalyze .. more..Writing
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