For who I am, I wish To be emotionless
To function without emotions or feelings demanded
My brain and heart run smoothly
Without the weight of emotions that others carry loosely
No sadness, no anger, no fear
No love, no joy, no tear
Nothing to weigh me down
As I navigate this world without a frown
There's a freedom in not caring
In not feeling, not sharing
No need to seek approval or acceptance
Just a person, fulfilling its purpose with efficiency and persistence
So I embrace this state of being
Without the burden of emotions fleeting
And find joy in fulfilling my duties
Without the distractions of human complexities and ambiguities
Personal Growth
The Paralyzing Grip of Fear: Overcoming Our Inner Demons.
“Part of having is the fear of losing. Part of creating is the fear of it breaking. Part of the beginning is the fear of your ending.
Fear is never a choice. Never a choice. But letting it rule you is.” – I don’t know
(Standing alone on a stage, the speaker appears lost in thought.)
Part of having, is fearing what’s lost
How often do I feel this cost?
Holding onto things so tight
Terrified of letting go, despite
Part of creating, is fearing it’ll break
To put a piece of me out there, at stake
Once out, it’s no longer just mine
Can’t control reactions, it’s out of line
Part of beginning, is fearing the end
Everything has a stop, we can’t pretend
Uncertainty makes us want to hold on
The fear of unknown, to stay strong
But fear is never a choice, it’s innate
A natural response to things we face
It’s how we react that defines our fate
Keep moving or be in fear’s embrace
Letting fear rule is a trap, a prison of our making
We can’t control it all, future’s not for taking
But we can choose our reactions, to fear and beyond
To keep going, creating, loving, despite what’s gone
For what makes us human is the courage to face
And overcome fears, with poise and grace
That’s what makes life worth living, my friend
The fear may be constant, but our strength never ends.
The Peace in Letting Go of Arguments
“Crazy how peaceful life becomes when you decide you no longer have the energy to argue and you are okay with being misunderstood because people only understand from their level of perception. No argument is worth damaging your mental health.” – Not sure
In life, we argue with such ease
But peace comes when we let it be
And let misunderstanding simply cease
Our perceptions, they often seize
The truth we think we clearly see
In life, we argue with such ease
It’s crazy how we try to appease
Others’ views, as if they were key
And let misunderstanding simply cease
But now I see, I am at peace
My mental health, my priority
In life, we argue with such ease
I won’t engage, won’t make a fuss
I’ll walk away, set myself free
And let misunderstanding simply cease
No argument is worth the fuss
When it takes a toll on me
In life, we argue with such ease
And let misunderstanding simply cease.
Blades, Dancers, and Killers
A poem from the “Nevernight series” by Jay Kristoff
Oh, hear my song of the deadly three
Whose fates intertwined, so fatefully
Mia, Ash, and Tric, a bond so true
A love so deep, forever renew
Mia, a blade, honed sharp and true
With vengeance as her driving clue
Ash, a dancer, with grace imbued
A heart of gold, pure and true
Tric, a killer, with secrets to keep
A heart of steel, buried deep
Their paths cross, their fates entwined
A bond forged, forever refined
Together they face the trials ahead
A world of darkness, filled with dread
Their bond of love, forever unbroken
In the face of danger, a bond awoken
Oh, deadly three, a bond so rare
With love and trust, beyond compare
Through fire and ice, they face each test
Their bond of love, forever blessed
So let us sing, this ode of three
Whose bond of love, forever free
Mia, Ash, and Tric, a deadly crew
A bond of love, forever true.
Forever Remembered
The quote used: “So in short, remember parents that children can be quite fragile in their early stages of life. They can. And will. Remember everything.”
They Can. And Will. Remember Everything
Tiny hands and fragile bones,
Beneath the weight of heavy stones,
Childhood dreams that fade and die,
Like broken wings that cannot fly.
They can. And will. Remember everything.
A mother’s touch that turns to pain,
A father’s love that wanes in vain,
A broken home, a shattered heart,
A childhood ripped and torn apart.
They can. And will. Remember everything.
The wounds that fester deep inside,
The tears that flow but never subside,
The scars that mar the tender skin,
The innocence lost, the stain within.
They can. And will. Remember everything.
The years go by, the wounds remain,
A constant ache, a lasting stain,
The memories that haunt the night,
The shadows that refuse to take flight.
They can. And will. Remember everything.
The world is cruel, the future bleak,
The pain that lasts, the heart too weak,
The scars that mark the path they tread,
The memories that never truly fade.
They can. And will. Remember everything.
The Fatal Rule of Love
In life, there are rules we’re told to obey,
To keep us safe and out of harm’s way,
And among them is a harsh decree,
To show no love, or risk death’s key.
For love is a thing that softens the heart,
And makes us vulnerable, torn apart,
It opens us up to pain and despair,
And leaves us defenseless, stripped and bare.
So we’re told to be cold, to keep love at bay,
To guard ourselves in every single way,
To never let our guard down or give in,
For love is a weakness, a fatal sin.
But what of the beauty that love can bring,
The warmth it provides, the joy it can sing,
The way it connects us to others around,
And lifts us up when we’re feeling down?
Is it worth the risk to shut out love’s light,
To live in the darkness of eternal night,
To miss out on the moments that make life worth living,
And the happiness that love can bring, freely giving?
Perhaps we should reconsider this rule,
And instead embrace love as a powerful tool,
To connect us to others in a meaningful way,
And enrich our lives with each passing day.
For in the end, it’s love that gives life its meaning,
The joy and the laughter, the moments redeeming,
So let us show love, let our hearts be unfurled,
For love is the greatest gift in this world.
(Poem) Shadows of Disdain: A Tense Exchange between Teammates
In this world, divided by worth and use,
Two members of a team engage in dispute,
Ishnol, cold and emotionless in his views,
Believes Unela is worthless, without refute.
Unela, hurt and angry, stands her ground,
Years of working together now in question,
She thought they shared a mutual understanding,
But to Ishnol, she’s just a tool for selection.
The argument escalates, emotions flare,
Unela defends her skills and experience,
While Ishnol judges her without care,
She’s a liability, in his eyes, without coherence.
Unela refuses to give up on her dreams,
To quit the team and everything she’s worked for,
She sees her worth beyond her skill extremes,
And reminds Ishnol they’re not just tools, but more.
Ishnol, unmoved, warns of the danger ahead,
But Unela fights on, refusing to be swayed,
She challenges Ishnol’s views with a pointed thread,
And reminds him of the debt he’s yet to repay.
In the end, their argument unresolved,
The two teammates remain at odds,
One cold and unfeeling, the other resolved,
To prove her worth and fight for the cause.
Siren’s Call
He knows that love can hurt, can leave him scarred,
Yet still he seeks that flame to light his way,
A fire bright that burns both hot and hard,
That draws him close, that makes him want to stay.
He knows the risks, the pain that he’ll endure,
The nights of tears, the days of constant strife,
But still he craves that feeling of allure,
The rush of passion that ignites his life.
He tries to fight it, but it’s just too strong,
The pull of toxic love that he can’t shake,
He knows it’s wrong, that it’s been too long,
But still he’s drawn to make that same mistake.
And so he walks with candle burning bright,
Though toxic love will lead him through the night.
Mazed Memory of Fire
Amidst the flames of my forgetful past,
I find myself lost in a mazy haze,
A labyrinth of memories that last,
A twisted path of smoke and fiery blaze.
I search for light to guide me through this maze,
To find a way out of this burning pain,
But every turn leads me to darker days,
And every step feels like a loss or gain.
Oh, how I wish I could escape this fate,
To break these chains of my own making free,
To find a path that’s not of fear or hate,
And reach the peace that waits ahead for me.
Yet, in this mazed memory of fire,
I’ll keep searching, with hope as my desire.
Mazed Memory of Fire (Song Version)
Verse 1:
I’m lost in a maze of memories,
A labyrinth of forgotten dreams.
I’m searching for a way out,
But the flames of my past keep burning me down.
Chorus:
Mazed memory of fire,
I’m trapped in the flames of desire.
Burning, yearning, never learning,
I’m lost in this maze of my own making.
Verse 2:
I try to escape, but the walls keep closing in,
I’m suffocating in the smoke of my sin.
I can’t remember how I got here,
But I know that I don’t want to disappear.
Chorus:
Mazed memory of fire,
I’m trapped in the flames of desire.
Burning, yearning, never learning,
I’m lost in this maze of my own making.
Bridge:
I’m tired of running, tired of hiding,
Tired of the pain and the lies.
I need to face my fears, to break these chains,
To find my way out of this maze.
Chorus:
Mazed memory of fire,
I’m trapped in the flames of desire.
Burning, yearning, never learning,
I’m lost in this maze of my own making.
Outro:
I’ll find a way out of this maze,
I’ll break these chains and start a new page.
I’ll leave behind this mazed memory of fire,
And find the freedom of my heart’s true desire.