I am tired a lot. So I feel unmotivated to do things a lot. Like, for example, I’m in the middle of recording one of my songs right now, and I’m switching to writing for the moment because my mind when it’s tired has an attention span of, at best, 7 minutes. And I just looked over at my PSP and thought, “It might be fun to play that- wait. Stay focused: write.” Also, holding on to one idea for very long is hard. Unless I’m very awake and very focused. In which case I feel like going camping, writing a novel, becoming a rockstar… well, that’s also assuming I’m happy. And happiness hasn’t felt like reaching out and taking my hand lately or for awhile anyway.
I just kind of have to push through and trudge through life and stuff. It’s probably why I’m so tired. I just have to force myself to look at the bright side every morning, and I usually find something to look forward to about that day, like conversations with people that I know will brighten my day and not even know it. Sometimes there’s a beautiful sunrise peaking through my window that automatically makes me a morning person. It is so often little things that I find in life that motivate me to be fully aware most days.
But anyways, I wrote a poem last year that got published in the 2012 Arkansas Anthology, so here it is:
Painting darkness
with your brush of light
Capturing images unseen,
night after
night.
In the endless night
The evil do stalk,
Running
In the wrong direction
with the
way they talk.
They plead innocent with
blood,
chains,
and
money,
gripped in greedy, gluttonous
shaking palms
Their guilt is all too visible,
don’t you see?
No
They go Free!
They go Free!
Their cruelty is in need
Of a cure
If we don’t help them,
Who will then?
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