When the dawn breaks, my dreams-they will fall
\nAnd down will come reality, cradled in the long haul.
\nFor what I dream
\nIs too much a far-fetched fantasy.
\nOnly things within my reach can withstand
\nAnd reasoning that nothing ever goes as planned-
\nBut they say \u201cKeep moving forward\u201d to an unknown destination
\nMy soul isn\u2019t starving for cheap and hollow placation
\nBut I drive on-
\nAlthough trapped in thought, withdrawn
\nBlurring lines between what is and could never be
\nSailing upon the waves of the North Sea
\nThread the needles and stitch it up quick
\nHolding tight to the ideals of that which is chiliastic.
\nKeep holding on or let it all go
\nBut keep it from repeating this section of allegro-
\nAs the enthusiastic rhythm competes with
\nA nihilistic future, an intimidating monolith.
\nSo I keep hope tucked away in my back pocket
\nI put cares away and put my life on the docket
\nWhat I can control now is more about myself
\nTo add to the collection of stories on my bookshelf
\nAs this life of mine is a vivid tale of spoken word
\nAnd a simple existence that\u2019s not all that absurd
\nI have struggles with \u201clet the chips fall as they may\u201d
\nAnd wait for the unknown that comes each day.
\nAs much as I need to control my world
\nTo map it all out and remain furled.
\nI always require foreknowledge on what is to transpire
\nInstead of firing blindly-getting nailed in the crossfire.
\nSo I\u2019ve tried to retrain my mind to take it as I go
\nEven all the things that previously I didn\u2019t know
\nAnd welcome the surprises that aren\u2019t all that worrisome
\nAnd add it to the list of things that make what I become
\nA masterpiece of mosaic modeled by mania and depression
\nFor some it seems I\u2019ve made quite the lasting impression
\nI take each experience and learn from the curve
\nAdd it to my growing and transcendent life\u2019s oeuvre
\nRoll with the punches and let it all flow
\nAnd hold my open palm to receive the rose of Jericho
\nI must live in the moment, not internally argue about what can be ascertained
\nObsessing only leaves me cold, listless, and constrained.
\nSo I opt to exist in a world where I\u2019m content at best
\nAnd welcome all that is simple that leaves me implicitly blessed.
\nIt is time now for me to let go of the reins
\nOverthinking and caution have wrapped me tight in chains.
\nAllowing myself to lose control and let what will be, be
\nAnd accept that in time what is unknown will never always hurt me. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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