Independent

Independent

A Poem by Not here

I depend on others too much to be good
and even though I know that I probably should
eventually learn how to try and control
my feelings, I know that they will never be whole.
But the fact that they're broken in pieces
doesn't mean their worth at all decreases.
Even though they have lost all their glamour
I refuse to go and take a sledge hammer
to the small pieces that barely remain.
These battled-tested walls have stood through the campaigns
that life continues to send marching at me.
Forget the Third Crusade. This is undoubtedly
larger and heavier on the scale
and even though they are endless, they will never prevail.
My walls may be weak and crumbling apart
but what is left of them will always protect my heart
and what is still standing continues to be
the hardest, most toughest walls of the rest. You see
I used to stay behind my friends and just follow
and if you knew me well, you'd see that I was so hollow,
just lookin' to fill in all my holes with love
that I sought for much more than I should of.
Nowadays, I'm singing a different tone
and if back then I would have somehow known
that the path I followed led to insecurities
and I would have lived my whole life trying to appease
then I definitely would have picked a different path
because now I'm forced to survive in the aftermath
of me getting hit by a few atomic bombs.
No amount of supposedly helpful psalms
will help get me through this disastrous day
and I love my friends to death but what they say
will never get me to live my life okay.
Only I can decide what I'm going to feel
because I can change my emotions with the turn of a wheel.
Empathy, pity, grief or sadness,
or I can feel happiness and choose gladness.
This is my only choice at the time
because suicide wouldn't make a very good rhyme
and no matter how much I talk about taking
my own life, I know I wouldn't be making
a plan for it, at least not anytime soon.
I've still got potential as high as the moon
even if I sometimes I can't see it.
I'll always find a way to just free it,
whether it's making masterpieces and rockin' the mic
or going crazy, just sayin' whatever I feel like;
every sort of rhyme, story, or achievement
has helped me learn what to do and helped me freed it.
And life has played some unusual tricks,
cruel things they did to me. No quick fix
was available to me for all of the broken bones
so I stood up and caught every one of the stones
that were thrown at me. I refused to stay
on the ground where I used to just lay.
Now I'm different, and I don't depend
on anybody. And every friend
I have to hold me up when I fall
but upon them I will never call
because they have their own way in which they are needing
so they don't need to be worrying about my exceeding
insanity. But I'm alright
because everyday I'm alive is just another fight.
Nowadays I'm in Round Five-thousand Two-hundred Ninety-six
but my life match has had a wholesome mix
of throwing punches and receiving blows in return
and in some rounds we decide to totally spurn
fighting and continue to go along with peace
but peace doesn't last forever. The beast
inside of us all has to continue to fight.
It's up to us all to choose what we might
decide to put the work effort into
because only through that may we begin to
understand life and what it can be.
However, to me, living happily
seems everyday more and more to agree
with being who I want to be, how I choose.
As long as I continue to be me, I won't loose
my identity because I'm making it rock-hard.
This armor of mine may be quite battle-scarred
and sometimes I may get caught a little off-guard
but that won't stop me. I give the haters no regard
as I continue on, marching even though marred.
This is me now, I'm the superintendent
of making my decisions. I choose to be independent.

© 2015 Not here


Author's Note

Not here
You know those times when you have a conversation and you admit things about yourself you did not realize were true? Then you just have to write a poem and eat a blueberry bagel? Yeah, been there; done that.

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I am amazed at how I can relate to all of your poems. They are all so deep and I understand the deep meaning to them all. Your are an amazing writer and I really would encourage you to turn these to music. Beautiful piece here.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

i meant instant message, although i have an email too. [email protected]. but i dont care which
Riley Justine

9 Years Ago

ok, I'll email you, I prefer that. Thanks for your advice though darlin'
It means a lot :)read more
Not here

9 Years Ago

no problem :) night
This reminds me a little bit of that Rocky quote:

"Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't how hard you're hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that!"

A little bit different in context, perhaps, but the same strong message running.

You are wise to have chosen to be independent. That is in truth the only way to go. It does not mean to shun away everything and everyone in your life. It just means that you are well aware that no one can complete you, only you can make yourself whole.


Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you :) i really appreciate you understanding and commenting
'because suicide wouldn't make a very good rhyme'
I really line this line!
Keep it up!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

thanks :) im glad
Wow, I am so impressed by how much time and care that you put into your writing. It really shows, and I personally think you're getting better and better in your writing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you :) im glad you liked it
This stream of consciousness style of yours is very refreshing to read. Plus the effort that you put to maintain the rhythm of the entire piece. Very clever indeed.
I like the way you express this "self- talk" ( the conversation you had with your inner self)of yours. Your thoughts are so clear and your boundaries so neatly defined. A Great write :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you very much for your kind review :)
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david, You write very well in a 'confessional' style, penning self-awareness and exploration, so detailed and written as if it's some sort of master plan. And I'm not saying that's bad. Sometimes in long writes some poets actually repeat themselves inadvertently, not remembering (so long ago) that they had already written it. But yours is very linear, the flow is very smooth and no repeat phrases or lines. You do very well expressing feelings, explaining your rationale for all. Great piece. take care...dan

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you dan :)
Another very well written piece... and another 100 from me.
I like the line, where you say that suicide is not a choice, because it doesn't make a good rhyme. Hahaha:) well, it really doesn't, and I hope you wont ever seriously think about it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

thank you alot for your review :)
Dani The Unreviewed

9 Years Ago

You're welcome.


It can be the hardest thing in the world to standalone...

even though we will always need someone to help us through the difficult times

and knowing this, still you fight with a gallant pen


but you are never truly alone in this world



-Dream

Posted 9 Years Ago


Not here

9 Years Ago

thanks dream. i appreciate the review

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