Me according to life

It makes for harrowing reading (harrowing in the sense of "What the hell was going through this blokes head when he was writing this?") but reading it and taking stock of where I am now, I'd say things have gone pretty. How many of us can actually say this? I must say that I've been lucky to actually say that things have gone my way in life, but I can't help but imagine all of the others out there can't. How many of us can actually look in the mirror on a daily basis and say "My life's experiences have made me who I am today and I'm proud of it"?

Experience is character building. Every single moment, every single conversation, sight, thought, feeling has built us up to the point where we stand at this very minute. Let's not forget that. And when things happen that seem as if they're going to be the end of your life, take stock. Look back. Think about how that very moment can and will benefit you in the future. Because one day you'll sit back and think to one specific moment in time and say to yourself, "That was the moment that guided me to where I am today."

The Mirror

I saw him again when I awoke

His eyes were full of something...

something I never want to see again

And neither does he.

Sadness was in his eyes

From years of self-infliction.

The pain he never wants to share

that no man alone should bear.

A face worn from all his worry

Digging itself into his soul,

Demons that he just can't bury.

Instead they throw him into a hole.

A mouth that refuses to speak

Truths, words don't come easily.

Vocally challenged to utter simply,

Emotions, they know he's weak.

And as the sun continues to rise

And light begins to catch his eyes

It reflects from mirror to soulless face

and I know I've got wake and live this day.

I've actually had way too much on my mind in the past couple of months to even think of starting to put it to any sort of solid form. It's kinda hard to even think of where to start when there're a million and one things happening in your head. But I guess so is life. There are always a million and one things happening in our lives that, at times, it becomes very difficult to even pick one issue to focus on and hopefully solve.

There are plenty of things that seem to have invaded our lives that we've lost focus. We've lost. We've given in to the everyday race for nothing and we've lost. We've lost the people that we wanted to be. We've lost the our futures, our dreams. We've lost partners because we were chasing others and lost those still. We've lost. We've lost where we wanted to be and who we wanted to be there with. We've lost. But my bookie tells me that there's another race on very soon. They're calling it "The Race to Redemption." This is one of those races that, if you participate and make it to the finish line without straying from your lane, you've won. Because you're only racing against yourself. There's no one else around to try and shove you out of your lane, therefore you'll win. There's no one there to convince you that you're too slow to run in this race, so you'll win. It's just you, your goals and your redemption. We need to find ourselves again. As a people, as a race. We've lost so much but we can still win. It's never too late. We need to start winning again. We need to start remembering all of our dreams and getting them back into focus. We need to start communicating to the people that we've wronged and apologizing. We need to find focus again.

As blurry as everything might seem right now, we need to lay back, close our eyes for a couple of seconds and try finding ourselves. We need to find our focus.