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Jun 11, 2010
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Third Eye Logic
Sometimes, in my life
there's been times where I have felt
surrounded by many demons.
Sorrowful, is a time
such as that, indeed,
where the breeze in the wind, begins to shift towards a draw;
and the vacant emptiness
that surrounds my very being,
begins to suffocate my easy breath.
I've felt like that alot, as of late
not because of you, or anyone else;
because I care deeply, what you, and others feel;
but, it was the inner demons that I couldn't handle,
with their velociraptor types of antics,
and other unsavory-type ways.
I was taken aback, mesmerized, and so confused...
however, I did not merely lose sight
of all of the people that I love, and care for;
I went walking down a road, where I lost sight of myself...
by focusing on an impending doom, that wasn't even there,
existing soley in my own little mind;
surrounding my heart within it's wake,
to the point that I simply must apologize for my actions,
so as not to portray, that I'm full of a blatantly ugly amount of serious disregard;
because that could not be farther from the actual case.
for, turning a blind eye
is the one thing that I could never turn your way.
So, I turned inward, and began fearing my own doubts,
and that, is what ultimately overwhelmed me,
robbing me of my focus, my courage, and then finally my way.
Now once again, I'm back to leaning towards trusting all of my senses,
which in turn, affords me the quiet that is necessary,
to savor all that is good in my life, until the end of time.
there's been times where I have felt
surrounded by many demons.
Sorrowful, is a time
such as that, indeed,
where the breeze in the wind, begins to shift towards a draw;
and the vacant emptiness
that surrounds my very being,
begins to suffocate my easy breath.
I've felt like that alot, as of late
not because of you, or anyone else;
because I care deeply, what you, and others feel;
but, it was the inner demons that I couldn't handle,
with their velociraptor types of antics,
and other unsavory-type ways.
I was taken aback, mesmerized, and so confused...
however, I did not merely lose sight
of all of the people that I love, and care for;
I went walking down a road, where I lost sight of myself...
by focusing on an impending doom, that wasn't even there,
existing soley in my own little mind;
surrounding my heart within it's wake,
to the point that I simply must apologize for my actions,
so as not to portray, that I'm full of a blatantly ugly amount of serious disregard;
because that could not be farther from the actual case.
for, turning a blind eye
is the one thing that I could never turn your way.
So, I turned inward, and began fearing my own doubts,
and that, is what ultimately overwhelmed me,
robbing me of my focus, my courage, and then finally my way.
Now once again, I'm back to leaning towards trusting all of my senses,
which in turn, affords me the quiet that is necessary,
to savor all that is good in my life, until the end of time.
— docmaverick, Jun 11, 2010
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Critiques
Kailashana
16 years ago
Indeed. The third eye.
docmaverick
16 years ago
Rough patches of road....
Kailashana
16 years ago
For your eyes:solely; its
docmaverick
15 years 11 months ago
I realize this, Kailashans....
raskin
16 years ago
Intimate and gentle
docmaverick
16 years ago
And your voice, Raskin....
docmaverick
15 years 11 months ago
Raskin....
raskin
15 years 11 months ago
Still a lovely mind and
Seren
16 years ago
Somtimes I get paranoid …
docmaverick
16 years ago
How right you are, Jayne....
Antoinette Mar…
16 years ago
The Third Eye................
docmaverick
16 years ago
I am much obliged....
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