Birth, like the roaring of thunder, comes crashing in. You are an entity on your own. Life is a scary and everchanging thing. Hold fast the things you love. Don't be afraid to let go of old comforts. Go in search of strange and foreign adventures. Every new beginning is the end of something old. Something old, perhaps nostalgia itself is the inspiration that ignites a living flame in the dying wind. Time stops for no one. So don't you stop for anyone. Honour will be your only salvation and self-doubt your only downfall. Character is not only defined by what you do, but also by what is in your heart. Who are you really fooling? I am the vulture that feeds on your sickness. You are everything I am, but I still hate you. Understanding is a word most overused and least understood. I don't understand anything.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem as kind of a wake-up call to remind myself
of the priorities in life.
Birth sign: Taurus
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