Saturday, October 23, 2004

About Time

Dusk is over, darkness shrouds the land
my time is now
searching the shadows for the soul akin to mine

avoiding glances and comments
of the foolhardy and ignorant
silently despising them

I have the hate enough for many life times
and take more as each day passes
but I am not as bitter as I let on

I try to smile in the face of adversity
even laugh at it
like me or hate me

I am here
get used to it
cause I ain't going anywhere

deal with it or shut up
kick me while I am down
I'll get back up

try to keep me down now
kick me, stomp me
I will get back to my feet

I refuse to be a speck in reality
I make my stand
everything starts here


Acceptance

Lost and wondering
what is life
what good is it
when the shadows are all that comfort

being an outcast in society for all of my years
knowing the hate and cruelty
being the freak in the eyes of the beholder
not knowing compassion but from a few

is it worth it
staying in the hate
what good is it all
searching for redemption

finding it
then having it ripped away at the time of finality
left wondering
what did I do

where did I go wrong
why is it my life that goes this way
why do I stay and tolerate
yearning for acceptance

is this life worth it
shall I stay
that I must, I have endured worse
knowing the harshness of the hatred.