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Self-Esteem And Oneself

Darkness Of Spirit

Am I confident in who I am or am I
Struggling seeing worth as it pertains to me?
This affects how I think and feel and how I act.
I feel there’s nothing left in this world to distract
Me from myself and everyone. All that I see
Is sorrow sorely strangled. I’ve no alibi.

If I could say I’m sorry to those I have harmed
I might feel a lot better, though this won’t occur.
My darkness has a thickness outside of pitch-black.
Along with many other things, courage I lack
And a clue as to what to do. I would prefer
That the cross hairs of circumstance are not alarmed.

Guilt encrusted avoidance and isolation
Are to my full advantage. Passively I wait
For something bad to happen. I figure I’m due
For the next indiscriminate turn of the screw
All the time. Where the hell is there time to create?
If I keep feeling this way, indeed I’ll have none.

I need positive feedback to somehow negate
Negative reinforcement that reverberates
Through my entire being. Perceived worthlessness
Will undo me in due time. I made a big mess
Of my life. I’m in fear of what karma awaits.
I’m aware of but reject the hell I create.

Righteous Pattern Recognition

The Coinsidence Of Meaning

Two, two, two… three, three, three… four, four, four, and the like
Can get people excited when noticed a lot
On the faces of digital clocks and on phones
That are programmed with vocal numeric ring tones.
Is there importance to this, or does it mean squat?
There are those who would tell me to go take a hike.

Let’s say there are two people who love each other.
If one’s thinking of one thing, the other is too.
There’s a certain cohesiveness in their rapport.
Things that happen between them can be a lot more
Synchronous than is usual, and this is due
To the complex equation that is one mother.

Human beings made numbers, and we are many.
Several billion of us with only a few
Symbols to express quantity, what has been made
Is a small system yielding a constant parade
For the mind way too active. That goes for me too.
But it takes no convincing. I clearly can see.

Elephants, when they’re feeding, know just where to eat,
And the trees sense their presence and communicate
To all trees of their species that may be nearby
Which then make themselves poisonous. We all know why.
There’s so much insignificance that we create
With the mind that is always ready for a treat.