The Big 3o :D
I'm going to start today off by letting you know that today, is my birthday...im the BIG 3-o. To be quite honest, it doesn't bother be a bit. I already have the salt and pepper that the ladies seem to find incredibly sexy, i'm in better shape at 3o than i was at 2o and i'm satisfied with where i'm situated in life.
The reasoning for the brief outlining about is because i'm about to share a poem with you that would probably lead you to believe that my becoming 3o is both distressful and depressing to me...simply stated, its not LoL. If anything, this is a lil bit of self exploration...just because i'm satisfied with where I am and what I have in life, that doesn't mean I don't aspire for more :D
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I sit in my chair.
Reflecting…exploring myself for substance, my arms waving wildly in my mind, trying to catch a fleeting thought, an understanding of the emptiness inside. My hand travels wearily to my forehead, my fingers spread wide, blanketing my face…hiding from my emotions, in the anticipation of what I don’t want to know.
So silent.
An uncomfortable quiet.
…I can hear myself breathe…
Struggling for an understanding, not wanting to roam without purpose, but stride confidently towards the essence of who I am.
Thinking…possibly my heart and mind have become intertwined, with hurt, confusion and lack of confession lying between the two. I must mend the broken bridge of long ago, for this route is as rickety as my storied past, with each plank….representing a piece of my heart, slowly buckling under the weight of my brainstorms, influencing every shaky step.
Afraid to fall, I don’t dare travel any further.
The fear narrows my mind, forcing the realization once not wanted, to the surface…singing inspiration to my soul.
The melody moves me to gather my inner strength and rebuild my bridge, to make it strong and enduring to trust in its passage. Wanting for someone special to follow in my path and to dance across the pieces of my heart, without hesitation…ending up safely on the other side
… in my arms.
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The reasoning for the brief outlining about is because i'm about to share a poem with you that would probably lead you to believe that my becoming 3o is both distressful and depressing to me...simply stated, its not LoL. If anything, this is a lil bit of self exploration...just because i'm satisfied with where I am and what I have in life, that doesn't mean I don't aspire for more :D
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I sit in my chair.
Reflecting…exploring myself for substance, my arms waving wildly in my mind, trying to catch a fleeting thought, an understanding of the emptiness inside. My hand travels wearily to my forehead, my fingers spread wide, blanketing my face…hiding from my emotions, in the anticipation of what I don’t want to know.
So silent.
An uncomfortable quiet.
…I can hear myself breathe…
Struggling for an understanding, not wanting to roam without purpose, but stride confidently towards the essence of who I am.
Thinking…possibly my heart and mind have become intertwined, with hurt, confusion and lack of confession lying between the two. I must mend the broken bridge of long ago, for this route is as rickety as my storied past, with each plank….representing a piece of my heart, slowly buckling under the weight of my brainstorms, influencing every shaky step.
Afraid to fall, I don’t dare travel any further.
The fear narrows my mind, forcing the realization once not wanted, to the surface…singing inspiration to my soul.
The melody moves me to gather my inner strength and rebuild my bridge, to make it strong and enduring to trust in its passage. Wanting for someone special to follow in my path and to dance across the pieces of my heart, without hesitation…ending up safely on the other side
… in my arms.
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posted by Big mouth | 8:59 AM
2 Comments:
beautifully written poem...
Happy 30th birthday!
Miss you very much...
You must have been in my head when you wrote this. We have one life to live and it's a short one...as the saying goes "The only thing we have to fear is fear it'self "
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