Too many people living in fear...
Too many,
afraid to live...
I'm not talking
WWIII at the hands of
an orange imbecile...
I'm not talking climate change...
I'm not talking gun rights
or crime rates
or any fear concerning bodily harm...
They're afraid to feel...
Plenty of pills out there today to help us
to not feel...
Or not feel quite so much...
They see emotions and emotional connections
as terrifying...
Try to find something to occupy the empty hours...
Crosswords, Sudoku, word searches, video games...
Netflix without the chill...
A comfortable little cocoon
of desperate solitude...
Simply existence...
Passing the time...
Anywhere from dimly to acutely aware
of a deep longing
for something more...
But not so much the will to risk it...
Too many people don't take risks...
Messy and complex emotions...
Reliving past failures in daily affirmation...
Experiencing future failures
without having even attempted
to set a goal...
Too many people waking up every morning
expecting to fail
and so carefully walking the line...
Following the rules...
Coloring between the lines...
Not. Making. Any. Waves.
Sleepwalking, basically...
Avoiding heartbreak
by refusing to feel...
Refusing to just let it happen...
The human heart can break
quite a number of times
and still be ready to break
a hundred more times...
It will still pump your blood...
Life will go on...
On the one hand,
keep the faith...
Believe you can be happy...
Try to accept the possibility
as slim as it may seem...
On the other hand,
you have to do something...
Take action...
Risk your heart...
Yeah, you'll fuck up,
maybe people will fuck you over,
but you'll learn more and more...
And there will be some perfect moments,
at least...
There is always hope
as long as you don't give up...
You are your own savior...
Or you are your own prison warden...
Choices...
Allow yourself to be vulnerable,
emotionally available...
Be your true self...
Authentic...
Take the boards off of the windows...
Tear down the walls...
Open your eyes...
Too many people
who can't stare into their own inner light...
When they shield their eyes
it seems to no longer exist...
And with no apparent light
how can they see what it is
that they are looking for...
It's usually right next to them...
But it may as well
be 1,000 miles away...
They're not literal brain-eating zombies,
but they are like the dead walking...
Tropisms and autonomic functions
and habitual behaviors...
Some neurosis and depression...
Basketfuls of stuff...
And it doesn't have to be that way...
All it takes is one choice...
One decision...
One moment...
One spark...
But you have to take that risk...
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