The Shattered Arc


 

Me First

There is

No such thing

As evil.

There are only

Selfishness

Obsession

And cruelty

And the desire

To meet one's own needs

At the expense

Of all

Others.

 

 

Never Doubt Yourself

I

AM

a

moral

compass.

Follow

where

I

point.

 

 

just give me a reason

How many times

Can your heart

Break

Before

You start

To lose

The p i  e  c e  s?

 

 

See You Tomorrow

Where is the past?

Can you hold it in your hand?

Can you spread it before you

And breathe it into life?

What is past is good,

  And it is done.

There is certitude only in now,

And aspiration only in tomorrow.

See you then.

 

 

 

Goodbye

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Whether we leave this world

Or only this place

—Or even just this way of living—

The word

    Is the same.

 

 

The Stone Must be Shattered

Mine
Is not
A place
That is given

But one
That is carved
Through blood
And violence.

I have denied this for far too long.

Beyond the borders
Of Gondor
And Narnia
There is no throne
That sits empty
Waiting
To be filled.

A new one must be carved.

 

 

Trade-off

Once
You start
To live
You have
Every
Chance
Of dying.

 

 

The Golden Bar

 

How

Can you have

  Faith

In yourself

When you have

An everlasting

  Window

Into your

Every

  Failure?

Why

Do I feel

Like I am

Constantly

  Failing?

It is because

I am

Constantly

  Aspiring.

Constant

Aspiration

Leads

To

Constant

  Failure.

 

But if

I can see

Aspiration

Itself

As

Success...

 

 

A Stance of Stolid Silence

 

“What's wrong?”

They would ask me

But how can you tell

The ones who gave it to you

That life

Is wrong

   That to be given

   Such a glorious thing

   Only to have it taken away again

And even

To live it

Incompletely

To that day

Is the wrongest

Thing

   There could ever be?

 

 

Midnight

 

Life
Is a waste
Of life.

 

 

November 4, 2012. 6:09 a.m.

Good morning.

I am cold,

And I am alone.

 

 

Answer

I have tried

Looking

And

Calling

And

Crying

And

Gleaming

And

Screaming

And

Waiting

But I just

Don't

Think

She

Exists.

 

 

Now I Understand Why You Never Came

I've been waiting

For me.

And when

I didn't come

I thought

It was

Because

I wasn't

Good

Enough.

But when

   Have I ever

Withheld

Myself

From anyone

Based

On their

   Desert?

   I couldn't find me

Because

The only place

I didn't look

       Was inside.

 

Had I been

Anywhere

Around

I would

Have come

     Running.

But I

Was trapped

By the only one

With the power

To contain me,

Trembling

Inside

My own

Heart,

Waiting

To see

Myself

In someone’s eyes,

To know

It was safe

To come out.

   I have

The ability

To understand

     And give

   What is needed.

 

I thought

Everyone

   Had this

And just

   Withheld it

       From me.

But I know me.

Had there been

Anyone else

   Giving

     Like me,

I would have lacked

For nothing.

   No-one

   Has come

Because

No-one

I know

Can do

What I do

   So effortlessly

   And naturally

     That I had thought

         It was innate

               To all

                 Mankind.

 

   I have been waiting

     For me

   To save me.

And if I have had

This power

All along

   —This power

     I have begged

       So desperately

     To find—

What,

  Then,

Have I

   Not

   Done

     For others?

It is no wonder

     People

   Cling

To me

Like a talisman.

   It's all I would want to do.

   It's all I have wanted to do.

I discounted my heart

As a place to look

   Because

I could 't see

     That all the people

   I was looking to

   For answers

Were finding theirs

Inside if me.

   You can never look into your own eyes

   When you heal another's heart.

     But perhaps

     It's time

     To buy

     A mirror.

 

 

Though We All Feel Differently At the Time

Being

In pain

Does not give you

Any rights

Over your fellow man

That you did not

Otherwise

Have.

 

Epitaph

He was someone

Who had lost

Everything

So many times

That his story

Was scribbled

Across

His heart.

 

It's Only When You Get What You Want That You Realize That It's Not What You Want

The world

Was always

Over

It was over

From

The

Beginning