Can it be Premonition, Paranoia, Fear, or The Heart?
I feel something coming. It’s coming to arrest me. To lock me up inside a cell of confusion. I don’t want to get lost. I only want to be found at the bay of safety. I’m being stalked by the shadow. Everywhere I turn the light follows me but so does this shadow. I have no secret place away from this troubling feeling. I am taken away by the travels of fear and paranoia – they are driving me further into my shadow existence.
My feelings are witnessing to a Premonition that something is gonna arrive and it will leave me without reason or answer. Listening to the heart means sometimes doing the unthinkable. The heart might as well be our inward eyes. It sees what reality is for what it is made up out of. It can’t unsee what it sees. No matter how we try to put on the shades to protect ourselves from the radiation of what we see.
The longing for something better has once again returned.
I lie awake at night on fire, my core literally burns.
That familiar voice that is my own tells me to run and hide.
The only problem is that there’s nowhere to go; how can I run from my own insides?
Is it so bad to long for what’s unknown and simultaneously known?
I cry out, asking for help, asking simply to be shown.
Is it selfish that I want recognition for what it is I’ve done?
Even if I give all of the credit to the Ultimate One?
Is it selfish that I want it to be my name that is spoken?
Is it selfish that I want some appreciation, even a small token?!
It seems the only thing to do is wait until the end.
I must wait until our eternal lives are slated to begin.
Only then will these questions asked be answered with no bias.
When these notions of an ever-dwindling time are simply put behind us.
(Timeless Burning – Sylina D. Black)
This poem totally rhymes with my heart and the overall direction of this piece. Thank you again Sylina – for remaining right on time with your subject, motif, and genre.
The heart never lies because it’s beating to keep you alive. Navigating through the multilayered sound of the heart can confuse what fear, paranoia, or premonition offers. It’s best to start off with love because love returns everything to focus.
When you don’t have love to back things up, you are literally screwed. If love ain’t the backbone and foundation – you only have curse words and empty promises. Nothing ahead of you can make a clear path. You are destroyed with only memory and fainted desires to build with plastic wood. You can’t move to a safe place if love isn’t already your safe place. If you build with weak tools and equipment, eventually everything is gonna crumble and retire back to inflated wheels.
This is why love must be the champion in a relationship. If it doesn’t keep you coming back, love was never there. You believed falsely. You thought it was true only to find out you were robbed of honesty. You got hoaxed. Fooled by the enormities of emotion and pleasure.
You believed in what was real in the idea but false in reality. You gonna have to pay for this sacrifice by offering another promise. You won’t win this time, you’ll have to replenish it again. You lost but only to gain again consciousness. You gotta hit harder but only to the right target.
writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniform & random means) 