Okay, so you guys may or may not know that I am somewhatbof an insomniac. Some nights I just have the hardest time getting to sleep. On these nights, a million things run through my head at once.. But hardly any of them come to light. Tonight is one of those nights (shocker :P).
In order to give you an idea of my mental state I decided to write a poem this early morning. It's gonna be free verse, just how I like it.
Words on paper can hardly solve a problem.
It's not that the words aren't good, no,
In fact, the words are placed quite perfectly.
The order in which they are said is meticulous.
The patter which they follow, flawless.
Their meaning is quite intricate, yet,
Their effect is simple.
Words, are not what cause wars.
They're not what ends life.
Not what helps the fallen child back up.
They cannot lie. They cannot cheat.
They cannot steal. They cannot borrow.
Nothing is possible when it comes to words.
Words don't make money.
They don't spread hate, nor love.
not a single thought nor emotion.
You probably think I'm wrong,
Stuck thinking that you hurt because somebody used words to call you ugly, or fat.
You most likely think me mad, signifying that all words mean, nothing.
I tell you here and now it's not the word that holds the power, yet, the idea.
It is the passion in pursuing a belief,
The malice on your intent, and the downright feeling of self loathing.
You hear the words, you translate the meaning and you draw conclusions.
Have you stopped to wonder if you're wrong?
You were wrong about the words. They don't cause our pain.
I cant help but think of the first time I was called weird. It hurt, I remember, to be called that word. I used to hate that word.. but for no reason. It wasn't the word I didn't like. I didn't like what it translated to in emotions, so I looked at it different. I AM weird. I am happy to be weird because that is who I am.
You can't hurt me by calling me fat because I know it's the truth, but I know it's not always that way. Sp heed my advice. Don't let the passion used in words get you down. Words can only have as much power as you give them. So give them the power to boost you up. As I have said before and will say until my very final day. Words can't make you happy... they simply point you in the right direction.
With love,
Blaine Wanner
