Pigeon Hole

Random thoughts about breaking out of molds that came to me. The more I read it over, the more I like it.

sky inside a sickly red and heavy

out of breath, stepping all night, going nowhere

i've become the one the hypocrite in me hated

don't care

been hiding long enough

nothing else matters

i am what i am

where i am

even as far up or down low as i can

better to turn over a hidden hate than a covered sham

everything and nothing

let the canopy flip and mourn

the assassin is dead

at long last, the truth is born

let it rain

the ground is hard

Author's Note

"Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

An excellent and worthy message in this powerful poem. Know thy self, accept thy self, improve thyself. Who cares about the naysayers, the doubters and the jealous ones. Work your own salvation. We need to replace the old self with affirmations, positive things and renewals.
I can feel your spirit fellow human.
Marvelous

[Pete]

squarely on the mark observations. appreciated poet master ... :)

[Sami Khalil]

OMG! Thank you kindly my dear friend. You are too. Be blessed by The Great Spirit of All...

[Kim S.]

nothing else matters
i am what i am
where i am
even as far up as i can
better to turn over a hidden hate than a covered sham

Oh how I loved this part, This is wonderful. much enjoyed.

[Pete]

thanks becks. the best writes often are not thought about - thoughts/feelings just pour out unexpectedly and you go with it and see where it takes you ... :)