Chewing On Glass…

With the snow after dark
Life seems so peaceful
Strumming along to strings that aren’t there
There is a darkness in our heads
Where the memories rest for later thought
All the times you forgot me standing there
In the rain on a plane high above the sky
Of modern thought and progression
Sometimes I know, but really I don’t
What it means to be in adult
In a tiny world built for children
The dumber it is the more it makes sense
Standing around with the snow after dark
Too afraid to move and fuck it all up
Life isn’t so precious like you thought
The push of a button, the pull of a trigger
Bobbing along to the noise that isn’t there
There are too many compartments we don’t use
Where the kindness goes without a thought
All the times we meant to do right, but got wrong
In the days that have come and gone
We only have room for mistakes we have made
Sometimes we think we know, but we don’t
What it means to be an adult
In a tiny world built for our children
The more it hurts the more it makes sense
Seems to be the only lessons we commit
Trying to be kind through the flame
Only makes more assholes with a plan
If were all one who is left to lose?
Do we really believe God is amused
Immune to the lessons they have left to teach
By what we have done with the gift given
Saying less seems to be the human way
Left here to march through the snow after dark
Destroying the peace of nothing at all
A clean slate to start a new reign of the day
I wish it weren’t true, but it is
Existence was meant to kill you, me, and
There was nothing we were meant to do
With any of these things we never understand

All that suffering had to turn into something… Something beautiful I hope… With struggle comes clarity… With every action there is a reaction… Not always positive or negative… No idea most of the time what the world is showing us… Giving up and giving in aren’t always the same thing… Feels like it most of the time though…

I know I am treating this like I just said the most positive shit I’ve ever written… and to some of you it will seem that way… to others not so much… and that is fine… Words find us when we are ready… Ideas… thoughts… make sense when we are ready… and I was ready… Tired of drowning… tired of fighting something that just isn’t there… With struggle comes clarity…

I wanted to understand something that can’t be understood… Life isn’t about winning… about knowing everything… having everything… It is about finding a balance… a happiness within for yourself… It takes so many forms… and what it means to me… could very well mean absolutely nothing to you… And there isn’t a damn thing wrong with that…

If you want a big house… all the money… all the things… Get them… For you… Don’t get them because someone says you have to… That I say you do… or some stupid influencer on your phone… TV… or where ever they will try to sell us some stupid lifestyle we don’t need next… Don’t get me wrong… I find happiness in things… food… people… But real happiness… the kind we are all trying to find so desperately… comes from within…

Turns out you don’t need power… money… all the things… to find it… It won’t be easy… I’m sure you think I’m full of shit… But believe me when you’re ready… You’ll see what I have seen… what many of have already seen…

Remember you are loved… that the world isn’t stacked against you… Perception and reality aren’t always the same thing… Heal the world with your happiness because it is infectious…

Hope all is well… and if it isn’t… know it will be…