2007 Poetry - The Human Factor
From the bottom of the bottle,
To the very edge of the throttle,
Emotion caught in the confusion of it all.
Where is the sense of comfort in this squall?
Back to the house where my things are thrown,
Nothing remains of which I can hone.
I look, I see, I experience everything and regret,
Opposite of what I wish I will never forget.
A little piece of myself I left behind,
Different place, different state of mind.
Won't you please embrace me, hold my hand?
Take it back, one moment pleased, one moment planned.
What's wrong with the big picture I see?
Why can I find my future, but I can't find me?
Perceive the world as when you should do,
Open the heart and don't allow it to overcome you.
Walking blind with my palms facing out,
Unsure of the extreme panic, unaware of the next route.
I won't believe to how I have been designed,
It's my duty to search inside, and become redefined.
Written: October 3rd, 2007
To the very edge of the throttle,
Emotion caught in the confusion of it all.
Where is the sense of comfort in this squall?
Back to the house where my things are thrown,
Nothing remains of which I can hone.
I look, I see, I experience everything and regret,
Opposite of what I wish I will never forget.
A little piece of myself I left behind,
Different place, different state of mind.
Won't you please embrace me, hold my hand?
Take it back, one moment pleased, one moment planned.
What's wrong with the big picture I see?
Why can I find my future, but I can't find me?
Perceive the world as when you should do,
Open the heart and don't allow it to overcome you.
Walking blind with my palms facing out,
Unsure of the extreme panic, unaware of the next route.
I won't believe to how I have been designed,
It's my duty to search inside, and become redefined.
Written: October 3rd, 2007