Tag: direction

Every day, I have a routine.

Every few years, I have a goal.

Every now and again, I want to fast-forward; to a better time, to a better day 

And wish I could play a different role.

“It fits!,” They will scream blind,

 Just because you are good at the grind

 With no reason for you to think you don’t belong 

How do they know what piece of the jigsaw I resemble? 

Being good at something isn’t equivalent to feeling one with the throng.

Every now and again, I would rewind, to the day I set off on a path.

Not regretting the journey, no! But the ignorance behind it,

the comfort that kept me chained with no heart to fight it.

Remember, however, you always have the choice to make another attempt,

Why can’t we let go of our chase for a familiar life of security? 

From what I have heard, familiarity breeds contempt.

Every now and again, I am terrified the choosen path will reach an end, for then the crossroads will arrive concurrent and sharp.

“You will grow here too,” They will scream blind, 

Just because it’s not the one with the steeper climb

With no reason for you to not take the well-trodden path, 

But how do they know my dreams involve a terrain leading to a different visual? 

Growing is subjective & you shouldn’t feel guilty for not performing it like a ritual.

Every now and again, I pause, 

Reflect, revaluate and restart.

Every day you work without a purpose remember,

Stagnancy digs a grave deeper than sunlight can ever reach,

And it is the dead who don’t feel, grow or persevere,

Alive, you are an amalgamation of each day’s strife,

When you need to be an anvil, you bear.

When you need to be a hammer, you strike.

Pause when you do not know exactly where to head, 

Pause when you do not know what would be the sequel to the ongoing part,

Pause so you know where you want to be in the end, 

Knowing what you don’t want seems like a good place to start.