Acceptance is key -

Life is a massive crusade 

for our most uncorrupted selves.

As if anything has ever been left untainted.

We can only fool ourselves for but so long.

Acceptance is key.

And 

It has

Always

Been this

Way.
[Wake up.]

^

You are the light-

This world-
demoralized & bitter.
Lost souls searching for themselves
within the bounds of someone else.

Consigned to oblivion,
hope has been a repressed matter.
All of which seems to no longer matter.
I have lost sight of my own being.
I have fallen victim of this, most of us have.
Sorrow takes over.
Mourning our former self,
 rarely loving the current.

Awaken your mind,
You are not like them.
(You are not them)
Stop pretending
to aspire to be
so bitter; so cold.

It is okay to have a heavy heart
Strive
to lighten
the darkness
which surrounds you.

(For you are the light.)

Thoughts

Asphyxiated by my own breath.
I've become more self aware as of late.
Realizing and rationalizing the reality of what is.
There will be days that you will be as sad as the thoughts you hate.
There will be days when you will need to allow yourself to endure the pain.
Let it hurt. Let it ache. Let it go.

Do you understand?

Perplexity is 

being unable to find 

the most applicable set of words

to fully describe 

an emotion 

or set of thoughts

All of which 

simultaneously is 

superfluously housing itself 

inside of you.

I cannot make sense, 

but it makes so much sense.

{Do not feed the parasites,

for your mind is the host .}

 

Acceptance of self -

Acceptance is a choice. 
Hatred is a choice.
Happiness is a choice.
Acceptance will lead to happiness,
Hatred never will.

This life is my own.
This skin, these bones.
My choice, my thoughts.
My battles, my wars.
My past.
And I choose to forgive, to accept.

Existence is not an equation -

Existence is not an equation.

I am not at all familiarized 

with the fear of feeling.

For oceans exist inside of me.

I refuse to drain my reservoirs

like open veins

for those who cannot 

contain the same.

Those who choose to live anything but fully,

frankly that is none of my concern.

I exist - wild & free, 

there is nothing moderate about me.

I am versification,

a human poem.

Beyond all things

{in fact much more} 

Existence 

is not 

an equation,

and I 

am not 

your formula.

Passing thoughts, this too shall pass-

My feelings
keep me awake at night, most nights

Being able to analyze
your inner agony
is a dire necessity

Sadness leaks from my eyelids
Sleep is my refuge

To esacape, to be able to escape

Into a place without such weight 

falling upon you every second
until you wake

What a beautiful thing it must be,

To close your eyes

Without such thoughts

Of never waking up

*****