THRESHOLD

I have found myself at the threshold of love and hate

Constriction and release

Push and pull

At the mercy of judgment and ridicule

Justice and injustice

Confined to solitude

On the verge of living or giving up

Resorting to

Settling for

Accepting

Reluctantly

Knowing that it will forever be this way

And change will never come

Oh how have I come to this point

The point where sorrow meets joy

Where passion never sees the light of day

And uncertainty looms like fog

While dreams mirage in the dark

“You are here!”

Read the words that define your place

That mark your space

And that space is all the way over here

Hiding behind the façade

In the shadow

Of my imagination

Only seen through the eyes

Of the one who defines the vision

As other visions incision their way in

To alter what should be left alone

And now I stand for I alone

At the crossroads of indecision

To decide my fate

To account for my actions

To accept the names I’ve given myself

To claim responsibility for my destiny

To meet the mark I’ve set for myself

By being the person I was in control of all along

To whom do I owe thanks for this luxury suite

For this wonderful view of Illusion

Who do I thank for the round trip ticket to Island Reality Check

Yours truly of course

Without a doubt   

Who else could have customized the pain so fitting

Made to exact specification

And I too must be fallible

Allowing visitors to infiltrate my system

With their cunning disguises

And their ventriloquist tactics

Like a loud cackling whisper

Gnawing at me

Like an inner ear itch

Taunting me

Singing “You won’t catch me tonight”

“I’ll prove you wrong! You’ll see!” my insomnia roars

Oh, how I long for the simplicity my soul will never know

For I was born out of destiny to be complex

But oh what a tangled web we weave,

When we aim to just simply be

As the earth crumbles beneath my feet

And renders me helpless

Now I can only rely on soul

On spirit

On energy

The energy that keeps the air in breath

Water a flow

Matter in motion

The power

Which I relinquished long ago

If ever you’re lost

Stop, look, listen, and let God

Show you the way home

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