Awkward realizations find me baffled,
wondering how I’ve become so trampled by falsities.
Things I once knew as real and material
now appear as mirages, hallucinations;
distorted creations of my subconscious mind.
My mind has become numb yet lucid.
On bended, gracious knee, I begin to untie these nooses.
They’re hanging, loosened, as they once did.
I see myself laughing at minor inconveniences.
I am growing and learning in my life,
releasing negativity, and gaining an appreciation for my trials.
I will continue to grow and evolve in this life,
capturing and containing positivism,
acquiring a better understanding for my aching miles.
Years fade with seconds, eternal,
into faceless clocks.
It’s all I can do to watch.
Perpetual melancholy washes from this slate.
Clean, free, and without taint,
I now stand with open mind and arms.
I gain minimal moss in a spotless sweep of my era,
Yet the memories of my shortcomings will stay with me.
Each man is a beauty, a symbolic representation of those before him.
Each is royal to his or her own life’s achievements.
Profound and enlightened, my mind is heavy with wisdom.
Yet my heart is breaking open and clearing a path.
I am open for a love that can last past all realizations,
all personal discoveries and moments of epiphany.
I am open and willing to wait for that.
I will openly, willingly wait for that.
Sarah Bursich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/growing-and-understanding/
