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I wrote these a little while back and hoping they are still valid. I can provide proof that they are mine if needs be.
Reach
I reach out to you, but all I see is a blank hand being held out
You reach out to me, and I come running faster than my hand grew to existence
Why is it still like this?
I still can’t sleep and even when it do, it’s difficult
I still have the same dream I have before my eyes close-
I know the script better than a well loved Disney film.
Maybe I just fall too easily,
Fall into a whirlpool of fantasy, instead of the dullness of reality.
Reach for the skies, reach for something new
Reach for something that you don’t expect, to move on.
But it’s difficult.
How can you reach for something new if you are still holding out your hand, waiting.
Whispered words to my bedroom wall know my stories, my dreams, my thoughts.
Walls have ears, but what if they had mouths?
Maybe then you would understand.
My hand is still outstretched, and it will be forever.
The Fall
Your whole life is revealed, below
Not at the height of excitement-
but in the fall.
Love makes you foolish,
Hatred makes you contemplate.
It is the rise and fall that builds us,
but only the decline and fall that strengthens us.
It matters not if you are happy all of your life,
It matters not if you are successful from year dot,
You cannot grow without a trip.
Don’t be scared of the fall, jump
Be free.
The waiting for the fall is what hurts the most, so jump
Accept it.
It can only be beneficial.
Only once you have accepted your fate can you grow stronger,
Only then can you become a stronger person,
A better person.
Only after a fall can you rise to greatness.
That rise will bring the biggest smile.
Nothing can match it.
Falling Snowflake
It is time to write Jon says,
Time to put your fingers to keys.
Time to through everything out… out, into the open.
Why should I do this, I ask myself,
But Jon never replies.
Instead he does nothing but a whisper, making his orders clear.
So I bring my fingers to the keys and they begin to tap.
I do not know what outcome they will bring.
What philosophical questions that will be asked,
What philosophical answers that will be answered.
At present it feels like a blank stare of nothing,
But Jon wants me to continue.
A pause.
Another pause.
Typing starts again on a rolling speed, but not with much output.
It comes again for something to blend into, but nothing.
A pause.
A crash.
A result.
There is only one thing on my mind at present,
And it glows through the blankness.
At first it seems like it is not there, but it is- with the right focus.
As always it starts with a person.
Well in this case more than one, I think.
It’s complicated.
Well this one person is like the first snowflake that falls from a cold sky and the others, well they are simply ice on the ground ready to catch that flake.
The snowflake should be left to fall naturally,
But it is easier said than done.
How can you let something so beautiful fall?
Well, it happens.
It happens everyday.
Why is it so hard to make a difference even though they know that they should?
Jon is silent.
If only I knew what to do, I would do it.
Jon says type faster.
I don’t know what to type.
It would take for ages to scoop out all of this.
There is too much to be said, too much to be done,
And there are too many people that try to help,
But they can’t.
Well, most of them.
Sometimes the easiest way to deal with things is to hide.
Hide away and jump into a different world, a world of comfort.
Only in that world of comfort can no harm come to you.
You can’t fall if you don’t jump.
Stay within the embrace of a hug forever and you will never regret it.
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