The Poet Enters

Walking alone through the hall, destined for my doom. Surrounded by haunting voices, as they hover and loom. I take this journey alone; by choice, I do not recall. My fate is still unknown; I must be steady and not fall. Shivers dart up and down my spine; hairs stand on end. What lurks in the room I must enter: is it a foe or friend? No comfort found in remembering my past, no hope in my future. Will the end come swiftly; how much pain will I endure? This is all my fault; this horror, some would, call a mess. A water balloon, would get me called to the principal's office.

The truth strives to get free; either you release it, or it will find its own way.

Whenever you find that you have more free time than you expected, try to do something constructive; don't let non-productive emotion drive you.

Some puzzles are hard to solve, some puzzles are easy to resolve; however, every mystery has an ending.

Some days are mellow and can be very welcoming; these types of days are few and worth enjoying.

Being honest is hard, the fear that you could lose it all; however, being shady doesn't help you feel better about yourself, now or later.

Surround yourself with people who matter to you, and those who care for you; it's fun and safe now, but one day it will be life changing and life-saving.

Learn as much as you can, and do something worthwhile with the knowledge; otherwise, what are you doing with your time?

The only real difference between a good day and a great day is who the day is spent with, and if it leads to something meaningful; if it's leading to nothing, hopefully you had a nice day.

There are times when you are happy that there is someone with you standing at your side; every so often, you are surprised that you were actually abiding alone.

All we can do, most times, is our best, and try to be fair to others; however, the good that we direct towards others may not always be returned.

Letting go of things that you desire, that add no value in your life, can be difficult; but, removing these  hindrances  which are holding you down, can only improve your travels.

We all want to be considered, and considered fondly; not just by nice words, but by real actions.

Sometimes we can be so preoccupied by yesterday, that we forgot about today; hopefully, we realize this before today is gone.

The day is present, and you are not by my side; When you return to my arms, so will my pride.   

We can often trap ourselves within our hopes and our fears; we should have dreams and regards, but not be imprisoned by them.

It's hard to accept the reality of certain hopes may never come into being: but, we can only grow when we learn to acknowledge that fact.

Times moves very swiftly and does not tarry; make good decisions and make them quickly, time will move along without your consent.

If nothing is stopping you from enjoying your precious moments, then enjoy them; should anyone wish to join, hopefully you will have the freedom to allow them.

Every so often, we depend on others to bring us happiness; and sometimes that hope is shattered.

The more time goes by, the more things take shape; and sometimes the shapes are not exactly what we thought or hoped they would be.

Inevitably, our past choices will hinder our growth; it is in those moments that we have a responsibility to push forward anyway.

Sometimes we repeat things which do us no good; we do these things out of habit, and hopefully not by choice.

Don’t get trapped in routines or absolutes; the world is in constant flux. Some feelings, actions, and statements are only meant for that moment of time.

We can always hope for tomorrow, wishing that it will be a better day; however, each day we seek in the future, is a day which we are missing in the present.

We always ponder the meaning of life, specifically the meaning of our lives; everything we do has a value, we may never know what it is, or what it means.

We may not seem alone in a life full of people and friends; however, we may be very alone in our thoughts and feelings.

Many things in life are subjective, but not how you feel about a thing; the thing which is subjective is what others think you feel.

Life can be very confusing and disorienting; we feel this way because, more often than not, that's how it unfolds

Every so often, you may need to change your perspective; nothing is shaped the same from every direction or angle.

Always leave room for change, we change, people change, situations change; if we don't leave room to change, then things will break, rather than bend.