He spiritedly ransacked his life,
Throwing memories willy-nilly over his shoulder,
Searching for the happiness he was sure he’d left somewhere.
“Someone will have to pick that up,” he said distractedly
To the detritus of his life strewn about the floor.
Aware that the responsibility was his alone,
He still issued this subtle plea for help
To the no ones in the room.
Dismayed that the elusive goal remained undiscovered,
He turned a weary, wary eye to an unopened closet in his soul.
The fears and mistakes locked within scratched at the door,
Mewling softly for release to lay siege once more
To his battered and bereft heart.
A hesitant hand reached for the door knob
As he knew in that life-scarred heart
That happiness was hiding amidst those fears.
And those fears must be cast aside,
One by one,
To find it.
Tags: facing fears, life, personal, seeking happiness, thoughts, waxing poetic
The Wilds of Ohio 
June 29, 2008 at 23:30 |
Oh no! I wonder if he should really open that door. Is it worth it?
Yeah, I guess it is…
June 30, 2008 at 00:02 |
It sounds cathartic. Good for you. Yeah, opening the door is scary, but those fears only get bigger in the dark, and shrink in the light of day.
June 30, 2008 at 00:48 |
The certainty that happiness is there, and can be found, is what catches my attention.
Often times, it is the “knowing what must be done” that is the most difficult. The actual “doing” is less so.
Open the door and let the light shine in.
June 30, 2008 at 12:06 |
leavingevangeline – yeah, it is. a little revolution–whether it’s governments or your inner self–is good now and again. the benefits may not be as great as hoped, but certainly better than the status quo
silverstar – cathartic. i like that word and, yes, it is. i only pray i have a bright enough light to scare the little buggers away.
rob – yep, you called it well. the degree of difficulty of “knowing” is more than the “doing”. let’s see how the judges score this one…
June 30, 2008 at 12:58 |
Very well done and insightful… thanks.
June 30, 2008 at 13:32 |
I like a blog to have the word “detritus” in it.
June 30, 2008 at 13:48 |
finding your personal legend… never easy. and doesn’t happen from the safety of your bedroom. (sorry. just finished The Alchemist. cheesy, fairy tale, JL Seagull pablum, but nicely written…)
June 30, 2008 at 15:04 |
And, now…for the cheese lover in all of us:
Viva la revolution!!!
And just say NO! NO! To the status quo! Anything but that! Break free the shackles of sameness…of the average! We musn’t give in to NORMALITY!!!
If happiness must be bought with courage….the courage to face our fears…then I say we rush forward into that darkness, shine the light of hope…and defeat our fears!!
(silverstar98121 I stole your analogy of light and dark…I liked it.)
Sorry…I had too much candy and caffiene today!!
July 1, 2008 at 14:38 |
Nice writing kid. Pandora would be proud 🙂
July 1, 2008 at 20:55 |
ctyri – it’s easier when it just flows from the heart. that ‘trying to be funny’ or ‘trying to be deep’ is when it doesn’t sound so good.
UK – …especially when combined with ‘ransacked’… words are cool.
daisyfae – you mean i’m not a personal legend in my own bedroom? i’m doing it wrong, then… yep and thank you, seriously. i know i’ve work to do.
leavingevangeline – “Will you join in my Crusade?” it’ll take a few deep breaths before the leap… but a leap into that darkness there will be.
parenthesis – thanks. it just came out in one lump and all of a sudden. does not happen much, but when it does… (but look what happened to poor Pandora… yoicks!)