Very important
And told in prose
When you order takeout
And eat with rice
Does the rice go on the right
Or sit on the left?
Does this only bother me
Or do others wonder as well?
Broken legs
Broken promises
Broken lives
How do we mend a leg
How do we fix a promise
How do we put our lives back together
Legs can heal
Promises can be remade
But lives?
Lives have to continue
Lives have to grow
Then lives can heal
Then life can be... New
When life gives you lemons
Make lemonade
When you teach a man to fish
You feed him for a lifetime
When you tell someone a proverb
They are to learn something from it
But do they always?
Is that true?
Or is everything just the same
As it was before
But with a new way to see?
Playgrounds are
Where dreams are made
And anything can happen
A playground is
A fortress for a king
A castle for a queen
An escape from reality
In the eyes of a child
Any playground can be paradise
And that paradise can
Be anywhere
Be anywhen
And they can be
ANYONE
Time warping
Shadows forming
Nothing to do
Nothing to see
A door in the mist
A road I just missed
Time reforming
Space unwarping
Where did we end up
When did we land
How did we get here
Who am I?
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Stepping through the door
Into another land
Where the road is desolate
Nothing is grand
Wind rockets through the air
Sending me catapulting
Into a storm
Thrown on the ground
Can’t get up
No one around
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Oh the hilarity
Of recursion
One can never see the end
The stack keeps going
Never ending
Until you reach
That final statement
Then pop goes the stack
All the way back
To the original call
Never to recourse again.
Wonderful and giant
Turning on it's axle
One can get on
But never can one just leave
You have to wait and sit
Have time to see the view
Just like life
You live with no end
Until you reach your end end
And your life has come full circle
Just like a ferris wheel
When your on vacation
Everything seems ok
Someplace new
Something simple
But then you get to thinking
Am I doing ok?
Is everything as it seems?
What can I do better
What can be improved
When your on vacation
You are something new
If all of that is true
And everything awaits
Why do I see no stars?
Why is it so dark?
How do I clear the sky?
How do I see myself through...
This monotonous darkness
These eyes open black
Eventually I hope to find
That guiding star
And see my true fate
I wish I could go back
Go back to before
When everything was warm
And everything was right
That time was rare
Like a good steak
Should have savored it more
Should have waited to dig in
That smell. That taste.
It is fleeting
But life moves forward
And you missed it all
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Cooking meat
On the barbecue
Coals sizzle
Embers pulsating
Burning bright
Smoke wafts
From the grill
Smell carries
To inside
Must be nearly
Lunchtime
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Life.
What it throws at you.
What other people throw at you.
When you least expect it.
Life.
Why?
Why is it so hard.
What makes it this way?
What can anyone make of it.
Life.
It has meaning.
It has "life".
But why...
Life.
I've reached my limit
I don't know what to do
I've cracked. I've peeling.
I've broken. I'm worn...
There is a limit we all reach
We all may get there
Hopefully we never do
I've reached my limit
I don't know what to do...
Nothing but twenty five
Cents in the bank
It was better when I had more
Sense to know what to do
I still was able to talk some
Sense into you
Nothing but twenty five
Cents in the bank
How can I make you understand.
That everything you do makes me crazy
Everything you do makes me insane
How can I make you understand.
Why do you make me feel this way?
How can I make you understand.
That all I want is to be there
How can I make you understand.
Me.
What happened?
What occurred?
What has transpired?
Everything happened.
It all occurred.
That transpired.
If what happened occurred
And what transpired,
Already happened
What has occurred?
Don't forget me
If you don't see me tomorrow
I am not worth anything
So there is nothing to forget
I feel so much pain
It is undeniable
I feel like none of it matters
Nothing matters
I am nothing
Nothing.