the way to nowhere

i'm getting used to leaving your side
feeling like i'll never be understood
like i speak a language you've never heard and can none
the less converse in-no matter how hard i try, no matter how
many different ways and times I try to say,
you will never get me, cuz the problem is you never try
Being "right" and collecting apologies don't and won't
appease me, my one and only desire is just to be understood
to have my sensitivty and emotions respected, and why not even
appreciated, but your so caught up in your famous exilir of blame,
double talk, and your so called "constructive criticism", that with
every world you build a wall miles high, and you wonder where I went
and why I'm not by your side- cuz now I'm on the other side
but deaf ears can't hear the thunders of this heart
nowhere is a lonely place
and that is the only place we are getting

i need you to listen

The Time is Now

"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom”  Anais Nin

Did you ever think anger could be something good? Maybe a wakeup call. Maybe a power to propel towards a change, necessary, drastic.

I know there's something brewing inside of me.  Anger about where I'm at in life.  Anger in almost every aspect of my life.  And in relationships especially.  It's not so much a singular anger toward any particular somebody but more like an awakening need for change. I don't want to stay where I am.  It's as if I'm outgrowing my life as it is.  I've outgrown my life like old clothes.  There's so much more of myself to unfold.  So much more of me to "be".  It's time for me to reach for the things I really desire.  Time for me to do the things I've feared for so long.  To lay claim to my  life, my voice, my mark.  I think it's just what I've needed to give me the last and final push to break out of this cocoon I've been stuck in for too long.