Sorry, I forgot to post this on the 1st, like i did last year.
1st day of 2011
Crazy unconsciousness
Teams up with an innate
Ferociouness.
The hunger inside has reached its boiling point
So my mind points in the direction
Of its new uncharted indiscretion.
Seeing through the blinders
I find her.
Comfortable and ready for action
But my re-action to body language
Does not follow suit of the regulars.
Our worlds are not paralleled
A fairy-tell I realized a long time ago
Wasn’t true.
But truth is situated in the fact
That I see past my initial goals to my future.
No longer do I live for the day
But I play with the fact that
I’ve survived for a reason.
And I would find it treasoness
To not indulge in this revelation.
For its translations has allowed
My soul to speak different languages.
A bi or tri lingual monster
Who’s goal Is to surpass
His predasseors and learn the language
Of a quiet space.
For in this situation
The race has been won by the tourtoise
Sitting there
Just embracing the journey and learning how to better
Fulfill the future.
