31 March, 2007 at 12:17 (Uncategorized)

To be tough, to be like leather,
To be unavailable to hurt and to bounce,
These things seem as if they are like strength,
But they are not,
And it takes a light to show you how they aren’t,
To be tough, to be hard-boiled,
To be as far away from vulnerability as it takes,
These things seem as if they prove you strong,
But they don’t.
And this is my map,
And this is my compass,
To be tough, to be unmoving, unrelenting,
To be perfectly capable of saying no and again no,
These things are where strength may begin,
These things may prove an inner strength ignored,
But they are not strong,
They are eventually breakable, shatterable and broken on the floor,
Smashed against the ceiling,
This is my path,
This is my map,
The compass looks a little broken, let me throw it behind,
To be strong is to take the hurt not run away from it,
To take it, to embrace it, to rock yourself to the core,
To be strong is to wrap your arms around the hurt and make it,
To keep on walking when it breaks you down,
This is my map, my very own, I cannot share it.
To bounce, is not tough but strong,
To bounce is between the words,
To take the strength that’s offered and add it to your own,
Not bottle up and ignore all those worlds,
I will wrap around me what I’m offered,
And when it breaks I’ll mend it if they ask,
If they don’t I’ll walk away with scars,
Not bind them with ointments so they don’t hurt.
To be strong is to dance on the cliff edge,
With everyfoot so neatly placed,
And when I take a tumble as must happen,
Is to get up with blood and smiles upon my face,
I’ll take that tumble gladly everytime,
Because I have seen the strong gathering,
I want so to be amidst that number,
I’ll take that tumble gladly everytime,
And if I have to fall, to the bottom of the cliff,
And if I have to fail, with everything I try,
I’ll keep it, take the strength I’m offered,
Keep on walking, keep on dancing everytime.
This is my map,
That was my compass,
I cannot give it to another, they must make their own,
This is my map,
This is my clifftop,
This is where I’m dancing on my own.

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