THE DEAD ME

I came, i saw but wasn't prepared

I was never prepared to conquer

Overwhelmed too much by my self consciousness

That i forgot to process the end before i began

Inability to decipher pros from cons

It made no sense

For i started gallantly without finch

Rose horizontally above the horizon

Stood fiercely undaunted

But guess what? The end mirrors the beginning

It mirrors strictly everything

Strong surge quavers on my shore lines

Making me lost at sea

Irrespective of the morale that sparked me initially

Now i stand as river washes sands underneath my feet

Could blames be passed to anyone?

We were all born without sexual preferences

Born freely in love and serenity

But stamped upon religion and ethnicity which breeds hate

Which destroys the you in you

When I was young i had dreams

Dreams capable of catapulting all souls

To a relm of human redifined connections

But, here i am

Societal pressures and expectations are party Popper 

They say "Never give up"

But have they ever thread your path?

Have they walked in your boot, laced?

Have they lived in your imaginations?

Do they see the colours you interprete?

The pattern lines waiting to be drawn by you

Your biceps twitching for rescue operations

Your light waiting to illuminate dark paths

Your mission to cuddle and embrace

Your vision to save millions

They are forever blind

Underwhelmed by your sudden roar

To break free from ideosyncrasies 

To become exceptional

But you must keep striving

Fuel your motivation and keep your head up high

For when you breakthrough finally

Everyone will want to identify with you

For you are a gold in a rough

Sieve yourself and the world would be marveled

Amazed and come worship at your feet

For you are worthless

@talk2leigh

21st NOV 18

9:32AM