On my own again
Stranded on an island
Of my thoughts-
The waters that surround me
Are currents of my memories,
Swirling whirlpools of chaos
Keeping me isolated.
I can’t escape
The dangerous waves of
“What ifs”
Formed with the wind and the choices of my past-
But I’ll construct
My escape from this godforsaken island
With a study raft of good intentions
And move forward on unsteady waters
To a new world yet unexplored.
Let’s reminisce
About the days
When we were old enough
To know better
But young enough
Not to care.
When we spent
Our hard earned money
On temporary satisfaction
Gone as soon
As they’d been obtained.
Liquid courage
To get us through
The days to come-
And the only things
We have to show
For our mistakes
Are the friendships
That made us stronger
And the lessons
We’ll never forget.
Coming to terms with
How fucked the world is
Assures a trend.
Never give up hope for
Good. It is everywhere-
Everything.
In search of utopia, humanity
Strives for perfection, not harmony.
Feeding egos and wallets is
Only superficial and temporary. We need
Respect for humanity and our home.
The fate of our
Homes lies in the hands of
Everyone.
Be the change your
Eyes desire to see.
Seek greatness for you and your home.
The future is ours to make or break.
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