soul remedy

So many fears paralyzing my humanity into hedge stones
 
Standing atop mountains that grasp the horizons of opportunity
 
Breezing through me like sand falling from my fingers...grains of plans, jobs, the family slipping away 

These vicious cycles that have me frozen till this day


                     Gazing in the mirror...

                                 who        
                                                        what

                                                                                 where

                                                              when
                                                                             &
                                                                                                              why am I?
                      I've become a product of my past but will I let it dictate whether this love will even last?
                           Will I let the sorrows, woes, and lows drown me in my clean slated tomorrows?

Sometimes I feel like a cat in a tree
 
stuck so high up but feeling low on the contrary
 
Stricken by bolts of the mental flu

A sickness Nyquil could never undo

                                   When everything is bitter
                               my voice seems to be the only soul calling
                                    to pull me out of this darkness falling

                                      My inner voice called upon by a deeper one,
          a shapeless one, who only concern
                                     is manifesting pure love amongst everyone
                              
                               My heart became a chisel,
                            chipping away rusty pasts
                              forming new curves that foster
                                smiles and long lasting laughs 

                                    This is my new remedy
  although it's quite new to me
     But if I don't get used to this now,
    I'll be howling restlessly
   with the rest of the world's insanity

                                               
                 

Reviews

[Justine]

This has a really unusual layout and different techniques. I like your use of strong metaphor to emphasize the emotion involved, like " My heart became a chisel, chipping away rusty pasts". You tackle topical issues like who we are, why we are here and what's life all about, along with the impact our mind has on conquering fear. I like the second part better than the first. Nice upbeat ending too :) Justine

[Nebunova]

thank you Justine :) I thought it would be interesting to incorporate the 5Ws that we so often use, to give the readers pang of introspective desires. thank you again for the insightful review:)