What can be done?
With life being this boring during the day
What can I do but lose it during leisure time
But is this time being spent leisurely
Or making up for the boredom suffered by trying to find the ultimate high
The ultimate feelings
After which is there anything left
Or is it all in vein?
If one finds satisfaction
Can this be achieved again in the same way?
Or does it become a pointless search
When I reach the highest high
What is left?
Where do I go?
To danger and beyond
Or do I accept life and its imperfections and make do
Why do we let society restrict our hidden powers?
Why do we not live to learn?
Live to grow
Live to knock down those all so obvious barriers
We should be educating ourselves to make use of our capabilities
Can we walk through walls?
On water, without even flexing a muscle
Are we capable of drinking from the cup?
Without getting our lips wet or our hands dirty
Do we live a more satisfying existence during sleep?
When our defenses are down
Do we dream to sleep?
Or sleep to dream
Where do these powerful thoughts come from?
So many unanswered questions
So much desire to know the truth
Does it stem from our very souls?
Or is there a perfect path
So very corny
Yet much desire to discover the key
To the door and let the facts be known
So very few of our race have ever tried
Many have failed
Lost in the midst of ‘reality’
So wrapped up in the ‘real world’
To notice the need for the delight
Of actually knowing
It cannot be taught
Guidance is all but impossible to find in this world that I exist in
So where to look, how to learn
I came close to the beginning of the road
I was searching but lost it in pain
The walls were re-built with thorn bushes
And then hidden with humor and knowing
Where do I find the cutters to strip away the layers?
Without becoming scratched and torn in the process
To bear what lies within and find the will
To carry on regardless
Of what my fellow humans say
Yet it is not the whole race that I fear
It is those closest to me
Or more those I wish to find out if I want them close to me
A mouthful I agree, but put in the simplest terms
So where to go from here
Leave the act behind
And try to be true to my own self
It’s a beginning
I know beginnings change
Become middles and endings
But to ensure that the ending is just another beginning
Would be a great start