I try to change,
and find my soul.
I try to swim,
with my own tide.
The current spins me,
out of control.
But this time,
I won't run and hide.
I try to understand myself,
it's not as easy as it seems.
When you're on someone else's shelf,
you desperately try to accomplish your dreams.
Do they understand me,
or am I just wasting my precious time.
Do you know just what I mean,
or is this another wasted rhyme.
The road to true salvation,
how it seems to come from sacrifice.
I've been through much devastation,
I was selling my soul for it's low price.
Perhaps I am worth so much more,
and my eyes weren't able to see.
The only one that can truly keep score,
of my accommplishments is me.
So as I climb up from the ashes,
of all I've never been.
Forgetting my past and focus on my present,
so my future life can begin.
Author notes
Take it for what it is.
I'm going to college in a month or so, and well I've had a lot of time to think of my life and where it's going. The revelations have a way of just slapping you in the face.
So again I attempt to rise, this time with different tactics.
A contest entry
- Let Your Soul Bleed by blackchild3303.
450 points, ended August 26, 2008, 6 entries
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Comments
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Wow
This is really good. I actualy feel where ur coming from and the metaphors were on point. Great Write! -
"The only one that can truly keep score,
of my accommplishments is me"..this is so true..
"Forgetting my past and focus on my present,
so my future life can begin"...not sure about forgetting but I would say to learn from the past..been having that conversation a lot . At some point we have to be done with blame, anger, etc..and look at the here and now and a bit into the future but not to the point that it overwhelms . Thanks for this !!
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