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Art, Discovery, Greatness, Poetry, Wellness

Burning Desire

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A fire burns inside of me
One that cannot be extinguished
It drives me onwards
It brings me to places I hadn’t known before

It’s been inside of me for as long as I can remember
In truth, I don’t know when it was formed
It’s a burning desire
Fuel that stokes the doer within

There’s a force, a catalyst within my soul
Something pushing me forth
A guide of sorts
A feeling of rightness

A beacon guiding me through the darkness
I don’t know where it came from
But it will never go
It was formed within me
A companion for my soul

The fire burns, it cannot be put out
It may flicker, it may waver
It may dim, it may wane
But the fire burns forevermore

A burning desire to do better
To want more
To strive farther than ever before
A fire burns inside of me
Whispering to me, telling me
Informing me of the rich rewards to come
Promises made, but yet to be fulfilled
Respect that’s yet to be won

It tells me to follow
Not begging, not pleading
I follow willingly
Not because I know where it will take me
But because I know it’s for the best

The path forwards is unclear
But my beacon is easy to follow
The fire burns within me
Lighting the way, showing me what’s ahead
A burning desire pushing me towards
What is right, what is good, what is best
A burning desire that promises success

Art, Changing, Discovery, Loss, Poetry, Writing

No Longer

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You were once my hero
You were once a saint
Worshipped by the people
No harder worker than you
Revered and exalted
Lifted on high

You were once our hero
No better role model for the younger generation
Venerated and worshipped
Crème de la crème
But those days are gone
Those days are over

You are not my hero
You are not my saint
You were once my everything
Who I modeled myself after
Who I wanted to be
You are now my nothing
And I don’t know what they see
Not a shining example to follow
Not who I want to be

The fame went to your head
The success made you arrogant
The quality of work dropped
But you were too blind to see
Refusing to acquiesce to anything 
But your desired to pump content
Your desire to bloat your catalog

You were once my hero
You were once my saint
But you are nothing
No longer anything to me

You were once my hero
And that’s all you’ll ever be
Someone I looked up to once before
But never again
Someone I modeled my life after
But no longer
A has been, an also-ran, washed up

No longer a paragon, no longer the ideal
I’ve outgrown my need for you
You’ve outgrown your use
You may influence other youth
But for me, I will find a different truth

Art, Nature, Poetry

In the Depths

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Deep beneath us all is a chasm of iniquity
A cesspit full of vile creatures hiding in the muck and the mire
Miles down in the unknown
Surrounded by darkness, impossible to see
We don’t know when we will expire
We don’t know how to surface for air
The darkness pulls us in
The depths beckon us down
Lost and disoriented, not knowing our way
What we set off in search of we’re no longer sure if we know
It’s too late to turn back, we’ve already gone too far
Further in the depths we dwell
This has become our home
We don’t remember what had come before
We don’t know what will come after
This is all we know, this is all we will ever know
Lost in the chasm, straying away from reality
In the depths is where we dwell
One with the beasts hiding beneath the veil of darkness
This is who we’ve become, creatures of the deep
In the depths is where we belong
A chasm which we call home
In the depths is where we find ourselves
We are too far gone

Art, Discovery, Growth, Poetry

The Final Frontier

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We set off in search of adventure
Not knowing where it would end
Hardly knowing where it would begin
We set off hoping to see wonders beyond our imagination
We hoped that this was where life began
We set off not knowing where we would go
But we were hopeful, and we were patient
We knew our toil would pay off in the end
We just weren’t sure when

We knew our time would come
We had faith, we had belief, we had confidence
Our ability would help guide our way
If we got lost we would find our way back
The path would reveal itself to us in the end
But there were just our hopes and dreams

We had hoped they would be
but they were never to be
anything more than wishful thinking

It wasn’t reality, just a dream
But we trekked on
We weren’t going to be deterred
Things had turned out differently
But we were going to roll with it
We were determined
And nothing was going to get in our way
Nothing except the final frontier
The last enemy, the ultimate hurdle

This was what we had been working for our whole lives
This was the giant we were meant to slay
This was to be the culmination of everything that life threw at us
The final frontier, the end goal
The capstone of our accomplishment
The end of the journey

But little did we know
That this was the bridge to something new
Not the end, but only the beginning
For when one story ends another begins
The final frontier is not the final one
It’s the first milestone in a series of milestones
The first major accomplishment in a sea of accomplishments

We set off on an adventure
Not knowing where it would end
We thought we knew what direction it would take us
But little did we know how little we knew
Not the end but only the beginning
A journey that never ends is the path less traveled
A path less traveled is the one that’s worth taking

Changing, Growth, Healing, Nature, Poetry

When the Fire Burns

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Dust settles thick in the air
Covering us with a miasma of despair
When the fire burns, when the blaze rages
Smoke fills our lungs, it burns the eye
It brings sickness, it brings death
A cloud of ash drifts down
Enveloping us, binding us to the earth
When the fire burns, there’s a limit to its fury
Growing and expanding, expanding and growing
The fire burns with a vengeance
Lusting with hunger, it knows no bounds
It rages on, and flares brightly
It has a thirst that can never be quenched
When the fire burns we let it
We are helpless to prevent it
When the fire burns it brings death and destruction
When it burns we mourn for loss
But soon it passes of its own accord
Soon the fire dies, and with it comes rebirth
Renewal, restoration, regrowth
The fire has come, and the fire has gone
And with it, all things are reborn