Battle Royal
Ticket pulled from the spinning ball of confusion
Validated in name only
while common every day demons
stalk the path of footsteps I have left
in digital sand.
Get in the ring
step to the mat
if you're gonna do this to me
we're gonna do it like that
no low blows
above the belt please
at the end of this
you'll be the one on your knees
Why must it all be stripped away
simply because your eyes refuse to see
this was never, ever about you
it's always been about me.
Lost and lonely
my rabbit ears without signal
just the constant static
of what you need, what you want
I supported every hobby
every trend
in dollars and heart
and you were content to leave me be
alone in the dark
Why do YOU cower
when I enter the light
It is my eye's that have been unseeing
buried under the wool
of your dreams.
We did that
every one
lost the farm
the crops
the sustenance
but we did it
all in
with nothing but nightmares
left to show for it.
The gloves are on me for a change
fighting simply
because what I do
does not include you
the invitation was sent
and the RSVP came back
declined.
YOUR choice.
All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself. ~Ralph Ellison, "Battle Royal"
It's Brian Miller up for OpenLinkNight over at dVerse today. See you at 3EST!
Validated in name only
while common every day demons
stalk the path of footsteps I have left
in digital sand.
Get in the ring
step to the mat
if you're gonna do this to me
we're gonna do it like that
no low blows
above the belt please
at the end of this
you'll be the one on your knees
Why must it all be stripped away
simply because your eyes refuse to see
this was never, ever about you
it's always been about me.
Lost and lonely
my rabbit ears without signal
just the constant static
of what you need, what you want
I supported every hobby
every trend
in dollars and heart
and you were content to leave me be
alone in the dark
Why do YOU cower
when I enter the light
It is my eye's that have been unseeing
buried under the wool
of your dreams.
We did that
every one
lost the farm
the crops
the sustenance
but we did it
all in
with nothing but nightmares
left to show for it.
The gloves are on me for a change
fighting simply
because what I do
does not include you
the invitation was sent
and the RSVP came back
declined.
YOUR choice.
All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself. ~Ralph Ellison, "Battle Royal"
It's Brian Miller up for OpenLinkNight over at dVerse today. See you at 3EST!
Comments
you are in a rockin' groove now...that which makes you write.
to paraphrase Robert Frost, fight in the poet, fight in the reader...knock it out, Tash, knock it out.
yes, sometimes, that's just the way it has to be... we take so much and then we stand up and fight FIGHT for what we know is right.
i love how your poems always make me say "you GO girl!"
Why do YOU cower
when I enter the light
It is my eye's that have been unseeing
buried under the wool
of your dreams.
Peace, Linda
Glad you finally saw the light and realised it is all about you and finding you, not about people pleasing at all.
Nice one Tash!
my rabbit ears without signal"
no shit, huh?
this is a brilliant concept.
my rabbit ears without signal
just the constant static
of what you need ...
This is why I always enjoy my visits to the Tashtoo Parlor :)
--SMA
Excellent
Excellent
http://chaigaramchai.blogspot.in/2012/06/burial-of-his-dead-heart.html
In regards to the subject I've half learnt this lesson a few times. Was great to take a break after my last relationship and really think through that idea of who am I? What is important for me? What do I want out of life?
Thanks for that and hope you're well
Life is a continuing process of discovery...and mainly about ourselves. I have only learned this recently, at the ripe age of 64. Yikes....I am a slowwwwww learner.
Lady Nyo
Words i need to speak but never had the courage to write... so thank you for writing my heart out on this page.