The Power!

The Power!

A Poem by Chaos Complex

Just some self motivation.

So I use another blank slate-
To chip in all my mistakes.
Toss it in the air with a smirk on my face,
Watch it hit the ground and shatter in a break.
I'm playing catch up from all these wasted days!

Gone are the times where I linger on the past!
Life is moving on- it'll leave me so fast!
So I gotta be on top of my game, I don't plan on being last!
I roll up my sleeves and concentrate on my task:
Creating myself
A brand new mask,
For a persona
Out of scratch!
One that will cover the scars,
Of all of my working hard:
But will show off the glow-
Of my golden heart!
I want to remember what it was like-
To get back into a worthy fight!
And forget all my sorrows-
While aiming for a better tomorrow!


I used to be stuck in a shell,
Wondering why I was trapped in hell.
Counting the days, knowing no shine-
Only this darkness inside of my mind.
I swallowed pills in hope of surpassing,
Only to be caught by violent grabbing;
From all my doubts which lingered about-
And pulled me down till I almost drowned.
For most of my life, I've lived like a zombie-
Looking for warmth; had the wrong one's around me.
Tricked and fooled, used till I mewled.
Staggered at every obstacle.
My mind was dull-
And my soul was dusty,
All I wanted was for someone to love me.
To be cherished unconditionally;
But then I understood non-fictionally,
Under being further inspected:
I couldn't get that until my self-appreciation was corrected.


Told I was cute, but always felt ugly-
So much so that it started to bug me.
Even when hugged-
I felt like a monster,
And for years these feelings I've fostered.
Self-esteem turned to self-demean,
Which is why I even abandoned me.
Out of my body I watched in despair,
As I lost every single care.
But then a jolt came from out of my despair,
Like shock from an electrical chair-
I realized that this wasn't fair;
Punishing myself when nothing was even-
Authority was crooked and fiendish;
So how could I live to the rules they established?
I would take control just like a fascist-
Decided I would flush all my tablets-
I needed to find a healthier habit.
So here again I write,
As I try to gain more insight-
And realize that there's more worth in my life,
I'll keep working to earn all of my stripes.
So my fingers they dance over this keyboard-
Just as I murmur these words out:
"I have the power to,
Turn things around. "

© 2010 Chaos Complex

Author's Note

Chaos Complex
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Everyone has the power to turn around their lives whenever they choose to. The fact of the matter is if they have enough courage to do so.
Excellent song, sends a positive message out when you think about what this was written about.
Good Job!

Posted 13 Years Ago

I like this because it talks about dark times but it has such a positive and hopeful message. Great write. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago

great motivating wonderful i love it

Posted 14 Years Ago

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Added on March 13, 2010
Last Updated on March 13, 2010
Tags: power, love, depression, control, confidence, help


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I like to express my emotions and feelings in poetry. I write a lot of rap/hip hop stuff. I'm really vulgar. Deal with it. I don't get many reviews, but thank you to those who even bother to re.. more..


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