Wearied

And when you reach a stone wall,

With nothing there to help you get through;

Do you run, stay, or climb over?

~

Ever wondered if the ocean waves,

Just get harder to surf over,

Or it's mere Life that's getting to you?

~

The Happy People pass you by,

Seemingly oblivious to your weary pain;

If you think a little harder,

Maybe, they ignore,

Because they live with the same wounds.

~

Fly, run, escape, or flee,

The same shadow stalks you still;

Why not feel the urge to be,

Something better than yesterday,

Which you were not.

~

Relent to the voices inside of you,

Cave to the hurts you cradle within,

And the world swirls in blackness,

With no chance of even a flickering hope.

~

Why bother,

If your soul hangs by a thin thread,

To all existence here?

Why burn,

If the heart no longer lives,

For the life it was meant to have?

~

Questions are solely that;

Never fully answered,

Or pitifully comprehended,

And poorly explained.

Henceforth, to receive enlightenment,

Live the questions instead.

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April 5th, 2009