POEM FOR THOSE WHO HAVE FORGOTTEN

(Search Your Soul For What Makes You Whole)

I sit here and wage war on myself
and a world that isn't how it should be,
a life that is not fair and I can't accept
because I know in my heart how it should be.

And it's a losing battle as all conspires against me,
but I will never break, never lose faith in what I believe
though my spirit may be shackled by a society and culture
I don't, I can't believe in, but I will go on.

My reclusiveness sets my soul free
and I will never compromise
to the world as it is now
but believe and live in an existence that should be.

Sometimes I feel so alone, maybe I just see things
that others have given up and given in to, for it is
easier to submit than rebel when life wears you down,
but I can't compromise my hopes, my dreams, my beliefs.

Too many have lost their way
and forgotten how to be alive,
letting time and life erode their dreams and hopes
and settle for less than what could be.

Too many have lost touch with themselves, with their heart,
ignoring their inner intuitions
and merely accepting the way things are,
a compromise of defeat, an acceptance of resignation.

Too many have let go who they once were and believed
and settle for the way things are and convince themselves
they are happy with the lies the tell themselves to justify how it is.

For if you tell yourself something long enough
eventually you believe the lies that allow you
a false sense of happiness,
it is easier to give in than to remain true to yourself.

But you must follow your heart to be truly alive,
not a slave to society and the struggle to live,
you can't forget what really matters
and settle for what is and what you have become.

So take a long hard look at
who you once were
and at what you have become now,
it is never too late to change and be true to yourself.

Don't waste your life,
you don't have to accept what is,
you have the power to be who you really are
and make this life all you want it to be.

To regain the truth and reality
of all that you know deep inside,
only then can you be
truly free and alive.

I feel sorry for those
who have forgotten, conformed, given up,
and no longer remember or feel the passion
of the things that really matter.

And is it any wonder
I choose to retain my own reality,
that is more real than
anything in this life we are forced into.

And I am the only one
who can save myself,
as are you,
to hold onto sanity amidst the madness.

I will never give up or forsake
all I know inside and have faith and hope in,
all that I have always believed
in my heart and soul.

June 30, 2006