Age Of Peace and Understanding

It took words to bring me back.

It took words to bring me back to the Jekyll 

to my Hyde.

The pride's always been there

but

It's no longer a garment

I have to wear.

Now it just sits on shoulders

and plays games with my reactive state

like it's last name's Holder 

And I live in Texas.

But I digress,

Without the need to give 

my Alter-ego room to press

or

 entertain the thoughts 

of 

"Did I Impress"

You.

There's no more war 

between these opposing sides of my nature,

Just understanding 

that each has it's place 

and my daily state 

is not focused on fear 

of an calculated pace.

Age has given me comfortability

in viewing a future 

through the fractured glass of fragility.

It took words to bring me back to 

living for that moment.

The moment that's organic

and my nature 

which in the past has been Frantic

is laid to rest. 

All I experience from this point on

is pleasure in the Pure

and that energy is static.  

 Everything doesn't have to make sense,

I can just wade in the waters 

of not always controlling 

every aspect of my destiny 

and that's fine with me.