sense of contentment
in the arms of discontent
the moments of sanity seem to
stand out
i refuse to put my safety jacket
my life
in the arms of someone else
even at my weakest
i know i can only heal by myself
the fulcrum of life
our light
should beam bright
within ourselves
only to radiant
others with an enchanting glow
lifting everything around us up
with the grace and beauty
sometimes our hearts get dirty
but we must clean them off alone
taking time to reflect and heal
it may be the only path to find
our way home
and this destination
sometimes is derailed
with fear and fables
we get misconstrued
we get lost
sometimes we must get burned
by every star in our own sky
to show us how to shine brighter
then we've ever known
certain situations are heart breaking
and parts of us all die
when we lose, when we part ways
these are the essence of existence
the core of loss and gain
i cherish every notion of the future
that entices with echoes of the past
when sometimes the present goes so fast
its hard to savor the subtleties
but tonight i cannot deny
the wonder and desire
and all the little things the encompass
the desire be happy
even in the den of desolation
i find hope
i will struggle through what i have to
to get the peace i must
