Hitting the Wall of Life

A poem by ME

Hitting the wall of Life, this is a place I know…
wash, rinse, repeat…play a game, or watch a show…
binging mindlessly on content, killing time and killing dreams…
plant the seeds of greatness in my soul confused they never grow…
sun and water are required, but most of us rely on faith…
but faith without the works is dead, and most ignore the work it takes…
we point the finger at complacency, we always seek to blame…
we find comfort in excuses our blanket used to hide our shame…
it’s never REALLY just our fault that we can never get ahead…
our destiny was predetermined, right?

It wasn’t meant to be for I, perhaps it wasn’t in my cards…
a lot of things aligned for me, most everything except the stars…
I’m just a normal human being, talentless and simple minded…
great is real but so is fate, and fate is truth it’s not misguided…
fate determined great was not my testimony or assignment…
success is only for a few it’s not for you you’ll never find it…
stop looking if you’re waiting for a map that marks the spot…
because it simply don’t exist, you’ll find yourself forever driving…
that’s what you tell yourself…right?

Ironic how we think the only way to heaven is through hell…
how the only way to pass is constantly to try and fail…
if we could only view the glass being half full instead of empty…
what’s the truthiness we’d find, and what’s the story we would tell…
some of these old monikers are true…
but never once assume a prophecy that undervalues you…
your contributions can be grand and go far as you choose to see…
and if you fall short of your goal, it’s all on you and not on me…
and when I say ME, I don’t mean ME, I mean we…
the universe you think determines how far that you will succeed…
it’s the lense through which you view the World that shows just what you’ll be…
a prisoner that’s trapped within your mind or someone who is free…
free to make the World your oyster, and turn a grain of sand to pearl…
time to wake up from your slumber, out of bed instead uncurl…
out of that ball you find yourself in when you hit the wall of life…
your destiny is predetermined, wrong… The story’s yours to write…

THE END

Thank you for reading this if you read it. I was in the mood to write some poetry so I wrote this on a whim. I’m still trying to figure my life out but I do enjoy writing and so I’d like to get a bit more consistent with it. Hopefully this inspired someone. Be blessed and remember this…

Everyday we have a choice to make as to who we want to be. Time is not your friend…nor will you find it on your side. The clock is ticking towards our end every moment and if you find the things you do daily don’t really matter or add value, do your best to keep pushing to be the change you wish to see and take control of your life and your destiny.

I love you all.

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