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Today I was bored, so after I took a nap during class in the back of the room, I started to write some poems, one's that I've considered writing in the past, but never got around to.
Collective Unconscious
Here I am, on the roof of the world, Outside of the house and staring in. There they are, everyone included, Save me.
Why is it allowed for me to see everything, but the one thing that cannot be seen is me. You have your parties and your families, inclusion to those that matter to you, but why am I not allowed to be a part of that?
Why is it that you can create such inclusion, Yet still be so exclusive? Why can't I be a part of your collective, Your family though we share no blood bond, Your friends though we share no similarities?
Why do we live in such a world that acknowledges and accepts such behavior, As if it is commonplace, normal? Where is the point in which we all take a step back and see what is happening, To each other, to us on a collective standpoint, When do we start changing this collective unconscious? What will it take for this to realized by the whole?
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Rise Again
You wanted to say it, But I wouldn't let you. I wanted to make sure it was true, Not simply an unsure desire.
I was happy, and you said you were, I tried and tried, so you wouldn't have to. Maybe if I let you try a little more, It may not have been easy, But perhaps it would a stronger union.
Then things started falling apart, crumbling at my feet. I saw it, perhaps I should have fought and tried harder, Or perhaps I should have just let go, Let you try if you wanted it, Or discard if you didn't.
So I got hurt. Once more, just another lash, metaphysically. And so, "This love shall be bitter, and this love shall be false."
The love built me up only to tear me down, And it took time and will to let me stand again. So now I'm standing, hurt, but not broken, Scarred but no longer bleeding.
Now I'm with another, and I've said it again, I'm happy again, I'm trying still, but so is she. And if I get hurt, so be it, Why should I stay down, When I know I can and should rise again.
Gotta love what people do when they should be doing other things at the moment, eh? xd
Kokoro Kishin · Wed Sep 13, 2006 @ 03:39am · 2 Comments |
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