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Discovery, Growth, Mindfulness, Poetry, Self-Care, Self-Love, Wellness, Writing

Meet Me Halfway

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One day son it’ll be made clear
That you can’t always get what you want
Try as you may
There will come a time when you realize
That to get the most out of life requires compromise
It requires sacrifice
And it means that you’ll have to meet people halfway
You won’t always get your way
And that’s perfectly okay

That’s how life goes
You win some and you lose some
That’s always been the way (that it is)
It just depends on how the wind blows
Some days it’ll be favorable, some days it won’t
You’ll have to learn to accept that
And roll with the punches
You’ll have a hard time in life if you don’t

There comes a time in your life
When you’ll have to compromise
When you’ll have to make sacrifices
It’s a sign of maturity, a part of growing up
One day you’ll wake up and find
That you’ll have to meet someone halfway
In order to build a life
You’ll both have to sacrifice
You can’t have a symbiotic relationship any other way

That’s how it is with most things
The sooner you realize the more that you’ll thrive
The sooner you accept compromise the more you’ll be prepared
For whatever life throws your way
You’re going to have to meet me halfway
Neither of us can do all the work
That’s neither fair nor just

The name of the game is to be a meaningful part of society
You can’t really be that if you’re always trying to get your way
Sometimes you have to accept that it won’t tilt your way
You’ll have to meet them halfway
Accept that you might have to compromise
Accept that you’ll have to sacrifice
It’s an inevitable part of life

Art, Brokenness, Depression, Doubt, Healing, Mental Health, Poetry, Questions, Self-Care, Self-Love, Writing

Stop This Train

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Trapped in my own mind
Trying to escape but not knowing how
I wish I could take a break from myself
Not have to live with who I am for just one day

The good times are good
But the bad cause me to spiral out
Sometimes I can prevent it from getting worse
Sometimes I can get in my own way
Stop the train before it runs off the track
Stop the momentum before I bottom out

But most of the time I feel helpless
A spectator of a fiery crash
A man without volition
Not in full control within my mind
Sometimes it feels like I’m just a passenger in this thing called life
Going where my mental illnesses take me

Not in control, not the conductor
I wish things were different
I wish it was just me, without the tagalongs that corrupt me
But it can’t really be that way when you’re not mentally healthy
It’s been better lately than it’s been in the past
But my mental illnesses, they are a part of me

And like it or not, they always will be
I’ve been working through this for the last few years
But it’s been a work in progress and it will remain that way
I’m hoping some day that I’ll be able to stop this train
Take control before it runs off the track

I want it to be brighter days ahead
Lock up my depression so it can’t rear its head
Subdue my anxiety, put it to bed
But expecting to do either is a hopeless endeavor
I have to live with them both, so it’s best to figure out how

I’m hoping that one day I’ll regain full control
Dictate to them where it is we should go
My illnesses, they bring me down a path of destruction
They know the best way towards self-sabotage
They lie to me, and trick me into believing I’m less than I am

But I’m better than this, I know that in my heart
I will not let myself be limited
I won’t let them tell me this is as high as I can go
The sky’s the limit
And I intend to reach that and beyond

I’ll stop this train no matter what it takes
So that I can redirect it from here on
I’m the conductor so I’ll tell you when we can stop
Where we’re going we’ll only keep going up and up

Discovery, Mental Health, Mindfulness, Poetry, Self-Care, Self-Love

A Moment of Clarity

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I looked up to find that I was at a crossroads
Didn’t know that it was coming
Didn’t think that it was near
I had been wandering on my own for so long
Lost without a compass
A nomad without a home
No one to guide me
Or to teach me right from wrong
Somehow, some way I’d gotten here on my own
Arrived at the crossroads with no direction in mind
Uncertain about which way to go
I could take the road more traveled
Or go my own way, off on my own
I waited and waited for a guiding light
Hoping that someone would come to show me the way
I waited there a day and a night… a day and a night…
But my salvation never came
There was no saving grace, no blinding light
But little did I know that there was an epiphany on its way
A moment of clarity mixed in with the darkness
A moment of sanity in this crazy thing called life
I didn’t need to rely on anyone else
I could do this on my own
I just needed to believe in myself
Have an ounce of faith
Some way, somehow I would find my way
I would find what I was looking for some day
A moment of clarity was all that I needed
A moment of clarity was what I needed to light my way

Brokenness, Doubt, isolation, Loss, Mental Health, people, Poetry, Self-Care, Self-Love

Learning to Fly

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They say that, “if you love something, you should let it go”
To me, that’s just an excuse
It sounds better than, “honestly, I’d rather be alone”
No matter the case, you think you’d be better off on your own
I’m not here to judge, not here to condone
That’s not my business. I’m gonna mind my own

Not so hard to do, considering I’m often alone
Ignored, overlooked, pushed to the side
That’s always been the vibe
Sick of the disrespect, sick of the bad times
I’m letting go, freeing myself
Not gonna continue letting others dictate my worth
I know what I’m capable of, I know what I deserve

They say that, “if you love something, you should let it go”
I love myself too much to let them keep getting away with it
So I’m letting go, freeing myself
Putting distance between me and them
It’s the best thing for me
It’s the only way for me to find peace
Something that was taken from me

I’m letting go, saying goodbye
Finally, after all this time, I’m learning to fly
I’ve always been alone, always been on my own
Always thought I wanted to be part of a community
I thought I wanted to find my place in society
But perhaps that’s not what I needed, not what was for me

Maybe this is what was meant for me
Flying solo, flying freely
Unchained and unfettered
Free from the constraints of others’ expectations
After all this time, I’m learning to fly
I’m better on my own

I’m coming to peace
There’s no real place for me in society
But that’s perfectly fine
I’ll still continue to learn how to fly
They say that, “if you love something, you should let it go”
I love myself so much that I’m willing to let go

I’ve come to accept that I’m better on my own
Finally, after all this time, I’m learning to fly
I’ve grown weary and tired of being told what I’m capable of
I’m not going to continue letting them dictate my worth
Fuck that noise, I won’t let you limit me
I’ll learn how to fly, and I’m gonna thrive

Brokenness, Doubt, Existentialism, Mental Health, Poetry, Questions

Upside Down

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It seems that up is down
And left is right
Everything is upside down and inside out
Why do bad things happen to good people?
Why does misfortune exist in a world of love?
What did they do to deserve such horrid luck?
Why are they being punished for doing their best?

I thought that there was justice in the world
I thought that the equation was balanced
I thought that good would overcome evil
That blessings came from effort
But I was sorely mistaken
And I’m more confused than ever

It seems that up is down
And left is right
Everything is upside down and inside out
Good guys finish last
And the villains have a blast
It seems that effort and energy mean little in the end
You can toil and sweat and still never win

Randomness, luck and chance seem to rule the day
So where does that leave me?
Busting my ass, but for what?
Never seem to win, big or small
Never given a chance
Not afforded the time of day
No chance for me to advance

The ones that work the hardest end up with the least
It seems that up is down
And left is right
Everything is upside down and inside out
The evil come out on top
The greedy are the ones that profit

But where does that leave us?
The ones with the effort and the energy
The ones with the work ethic
We’re left begging for scraps
Holding out our hands
Hoping that the world still has one blessing left for us

Hoping and praying for an eternity
But with nothing to show for it in the end
It’s not fair, it’s not right, it’s not just
But it is what it is
It seems up is down
And left is right
Everything is upside down and inside out
With no end to it in sight