I revel in my pilgrimage

quaffing world without end,

capturing whispers

in canopy of stars.

Engulfing ambrosial hunger

I saunter forth

on odyssey of creativity.

Restless mind wanders

unhindered by restrictions,

insight boundaries shattered

free reigned flights of fantasy.

Peering deeply into

wishing well of myself,

no longer hostage

to whims of man.

Chaff blown away

with exhaled breaths,

bearing scars

of a thousand journeys,

well worn skin,

calloused hands of fate

marking my passage.

No matter if I understand or not

This mysterious, universal plot,

I’ll play my unique role,

Throw the dice and let it roll,

I’ll say my controversial lines,

I’ll stop looking for signs,

As when I encounter defeat

I rise again with this belief:

No matter if I stay, or flee,

What’s meant to be, will be.

Divinely im fostered,

in my heart

hear the chime

that bewilders philosophers,

but can't be denied.

This jingle

made ore my quiet heart strings,

as low as a whisper

yet still deafening.

It echoes to endless,

So intriguing to me,

This songs ringing is rising

and picking up key.

Playing from my heart out,

This melody

is reason enough,

it's what fuels me.

"Shouldn't you do something easier?"

"I don't think you should."

"Why don't you do this instead?"

"I never thought you were smart enough for that."

"Why don't you try for something more realistic?"

"medicine?? you???"

I suppose my motivation

Are those who say I can't.

That I should do something else.

I promised my best friend

I would walk in love;

I told her I would do my best

And try not to let her down.

She always told me she believed in me,

Knew God had a special plan,

And she told me she prayed for me.

Now my best friend is gone;

I'm alone on earth, waiting

Till it's my turn to join her

And God in Heaven.

I try to prove I didn't lie,

Try to keep my promises.

But she broke one of hers to me-

She said she'd always be there for me.

I'm still a little angry

And sometimes I let her down,

But I know she knows I love her

And I miss her every day.

I don't wanna be average

I don't wanna live a normal life

Get a normal job

Have a normal death

I believe I can do great things

I believe I can make an impact on this world

Thus, I keep living

So that I can go out with a bang

Living on an empty tank

Filled with the residue

Of dreams once followed

Rusted by the corrosion of

Spite

What keeps this

Impractical method working

Seems to be

Drops of vengeance

That fall in

Now and again

Along with random bouts of 

Hope

That trickle through

Realistically

This method seems way too

Ineffective to work

But

That doesn't stop me

From not caring

And instead letting

Trivial thoughts

Power me. 

It's so strange for a child to meet an adult.

"What school do you go to?"

Boring answer.

"How old are you?"

Boring answer.

"What do you like to do?"

A little more interesting, but still boring.

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

Ah! I love the looks on their faces when I don't say that I want to be a doctor, lawyer, model, singer, things like that.

"I want to be a writer."

"Oh..."

And the conversation is over. They leave because they're surprised at what I said.

And that's why I want to be a writer. So when they see my name on the cover of a bestseller, they'll point out to their friends that they met that little girl when she was in school, talked to her.

They'll laugh at themselves because they walked away all those years ago, and regret it.

because of the pain,

I will be of use

because of the triumph,

I will be of use

because of the heartache,

I will be of use

because of the wonder,

I will be of use

because of the grief,

I will be of use

because of the joy,

I will be of use

Power is not powerful

But love is love

Strong enough to break chains

Heal wounds

Bring people together

To make the world look different

Through rose colored lenses

Giving peace, contentment and security

Without this love where would I be?

Examples of love flee humanity

It's up to you and me

To love.