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Jealous 

Am jealous of the rain

That fall upon your skin,

It’s closer than my hand have been,

Oh am jealous of the rain…

Am jealous of the light,

That makes your day so bright,

Yeah, i wish i could be the reason for this,

But, I look to you for my light. 

I thought that I’d be done, though,

My heart breaks in silent, as I seat through the night’s breeze.

And I thought that I would move on, but, I ended up giving in.

Cause you all I want, and I knew from the very first moment.

I feel like I lost my track and I can’t get back on,… Hhhhh…

My tribute to labrinth’s song, Jealous 

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I’m just talking to myself. 

When you see me walking on the streets, 

And I seem to no not have a destination, 

Doesn’t mean am lost for a meet. 

Its on purpose that I  have no direction.

For somewhere deep in a castle that glints, 

I seet across someone and hold a conversation. 

Me: want to play chess,

Him:hmm, sure. To what do I owe the pleasure of the visit?(he snaps his fingers and the chess board appeared) last you where here you were a mess. I’ll take the white, you be the dark

Me: well, you live, you learn. I think  karma has taken a liking to me… 

Him:(he moves, I move) hmmm… What is it this time? 

Me: don’t pretend like you don’t know… Ah…! Am winning this one. 

Him: fine I know, so what? You want me to wave a magic wand and make your problems go away?(notices something.) best change direction before you make friends with the tarmac. 

In the real world, I turn a corner… It was evening and a little light rays hit the street, it was scarcely populated. As I continued on, I was back in the castle. 

Me: Haha no… That’s mine to bare. I just want company. 

Him: (left with one move, I block him, checkmate)Bah! Huuuh! Win some… Lose some. Go find a real person. 

Me: not that easy, 

Him: am not real… Don’t be afraid of rejection. Say hello,. 

Me: haha if it was that easy, I wouldn’t need you. 

Him: Exactly! (he says, leaving) Remember, am you, so I know you can d.. .. 

He fades away. Am left in the castle alone. 

I go back to reality, I walk by a coffee shop, I see a lady alone through the window… 

Leap of faith? 

Self

Who are you? 

Who are you, really? 

A question you’ve asked yourself or been asked before. 

Am sure your answer will pop up immediately, without thinking much. 

After all, you know yourself, right? 

Am not so sure… 

Every time  you ask yourself this question, you always have a different answer. 

So… Do you know yourself, truly? 

Sometimes I find myself questioning my actions,… 

We as humans are so conflictive we tend to lose our compass. 

When the necessary is needed to be done, we check our morality at the door

Yet when the same actions are done to us, we call call our assailants cowards, 

Hypocrites, that’s what we are. 

Are we the better evil, maybe… Maybe not. 

So I give you this exercise before you depart… 

Ask yourself, really ask yourself, “who are you? Saint or sinner”

If you are honest with yourself, you’ll come to realize just like I did, the answer is not found here. 

You would know, in that self righteous bravado, that a demon of your own fashion lies 

Or an angel that lights that needed candle in the dark night. 

You think you’d know that answer at your finger tips, but every time, every action seem to veer off your seeming path. 

You know what you’ve done, but do you know what you will do? 

Again, I ask, who are you?