Sunday, September 28, 2008

T versus F

Sulking away,

Keeping to what's safe.

My heart is aghast at your language,

At your cowardice.


Step up, and be a man

Walk into what you deserve

Into what you're afraid of.

Be who you were ordained to be.

Stop playing it safe.

Walk into the fire and be ready to be burned.


You will realize very soon that burns heal,

But the scars will always remind you of true sacrifice and love.

It's what you've long searched for.

You've looked every minute, every day for understanding,

For logic to rule your decisions.

And in the face of feelings, 

You are lost, confused and broken.

Your logic cries out in the throes of feeling childbirth,

And it is only then you come to grips with the fact that your logic does you 

no

good.

NO

GOOD.


Give it up.

Wander away from this bondage to which you've voluntarily secured yourself.

Stride away from the ugliness of yesterday

And into the brilliance and promise of Today.

Of Tomorrow.


It takes only one commitment: 

One single step.


I'm there,

Past the line which has drawn all your focus and attention.

Once you take the step and pass the line, 

You'll see my face quite clearly on the other side.


And you shall know what is meant by peace. love. acceptance.

4 comments:

Melissa said...

"Step up, and be a man
Walk into what you deserve
Into what you're afraid of.
Be who you were ordained to be."

Blah, reminds me of someone I know...

Jeanne said...

I want to write:
Not.
Worth.
It.

MMMM but that would require for me to listen to myself, which is harder.

p/s 1am conversations about randomness in bed are amazing.
That sounds so much dirtier than it is.

Melissa said...

hahaha;)
If you ask me, these boys are SOooooo laissez-faire.
;)
p.s. yes they are, and yes it does. good thing i'm the only one who reads this thing;)

Jeanne said...

Socialist boys.

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