Your Poetry Dot Com - It's not me it's the rest of the World!

Array ( [sid] => 177133 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => It's not me it's the rest of the World! [time] => 2013-11-09 02:56:16 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I have been looking in the bins for a fountain of promised joy

While tripping over nuggets of happiness. I have been searching for

The answers to this world when all I need is within me. I have been

Scanning for a permanent connection when the light of realisation is

There in front of me, telling me that we are all already connected.

I am my own turmoil, I am my own confusion and yet my fingers point
To you!

You cannot provide my every need for happiness nor bring me food for

My Soul but each and every footprint I leave on my journey tells me of

My discovery of where I have been to find what I need.

I have been looking in a box of perfection to find that the world embraces
Imperfection.

I have been sitting in the seat of judgement an uncomfortable hard place

To sit when I could have been comfortable with acceptance.

I have been wrestling with change and trying to hold back the ever moving

Pages of History, the words have moved on and I am left with a blank page.

How can I find the keys? I look in all the familiar places but life has changed

The locks and my circles have worn a hole in the carpet!

What need have I of enemies when I am my worst!

My default is sticking band aid on your wounds that have healed while mine
Haemorrhage with neglect.

Healing comes in a sentence where I replace the word, ‘You,’ for, ‘ I.’

For the change begins with me.
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It's not me it's the rest of the World!
Date: Saturday, 9th November 2013 @ 02:56:16 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: northernlights

I have been looking in the bins for a fountain of promised joy

While tripping over nuggets of happiness. I have been searching for

The answers to this world when all I need is within me. I have been

Scanning for a permanent connection when the light of realisation is

There in front of me, telling me that we are all already connected.

I am my own turmoil, I am my own confusion and yet my fingers point
To you!

You cannot provide my every need for happiness nor bring me food for

My Soul but each and every footprint I leave on my journey tells me of

My discovery of where I have been to find what I need.

I have been looking in a box of perfection to find that the world embraces
Imperfection.

I have been sitting in the seat of judgement an uncomfortable hard place

To sit when I could have been comfortable with acceptance.

I have been wrestling with change and trying to hold back the ever moving

Pages of History, the words have moved on and I am left with a blank page.

How can I find the keys? I look in all the familiar places but life has changed

The locks and my circles have worn a hole in the carpet!

What need have I of enemies when I am my worst!

My default is sticking band aid on your wounds that have healed while mine
Haemorrhage with neglect.

Healing comes in a sentence where I replace the word, ‘You,’ for, ‘ I.’

For the change begins with me.

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