Moments filled with Seasons of My Sanity

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What is life, if not the black and white moments that define us?
What is sanity, if not the moments that lead us to our destined outcome?

Submitted: May 11, 2015

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What is life, if not the black and white moments that define us?

What is sanity, if not the moments that lead us to our destined outcome?

Moments that define our judgment, determine our feelings and decide our futures.  

Moments that make me fear that what I have decided might have been a disastrous turn to what I had envisioned.

Moments that make me feel like a whole building has collapsed on my already fragile hopes and dreams and I am suffocated by the reality of the failure that lurks around the next bend.

Moments that make me realize that not only have I become the enemy to my happiness, but I have also become the cause of unhappiness in the people close to me.

Moments where all I am becomes blurred and I am nothing more than an angry bull that is ready to stomp on anything and everything in my way.

Moments where I feel my heart warm at the sight in front of me and I just want to let it out, to let the people I love see it.

Moment where I wrap my arm around the ones I love and close my eyes because they bring so much to my life, even when I give no indication of feeling such things.

Moments when I look at a stranger and I can relate or sympathize, and my heart breaks at the sight but society is not to be trusted.

Moments of pure bliss where I feel every breath, see every smile and I feel a crack in the wall that I have so willingly built.

Moments where I feel my mind rationalize what my heart cannot seem to figure out, and I follow knife in hand.

Moments when thinking becomes second to feeling, and I get lost in the pure passion that I have been denying my body to express.

 Moments where I feel the grass and smell the rain and I smile because it awakens a very strange part of my soul that makes me feel completely at home.

Moments where I walk away from everything I know and then realize that I can walk away and not turn back but chose not to.

Moments where I realize what people see and I am ashamed, for what I am and strive to be is not some heartless succubus but someone kind and caring.

Moments where I realize that I’m not becoming who I know I can be but some hateful combination of all the people that ever had the pleasure of hurting me.

Moments where I realize that I am selfish because I hold on to some things that I should have let go the moment I realized what I was feeling.

Moments where I see how I have wasted valuable time trying to escape this prison and then I realize that I’m the one who’s been imprisoning you.  

Moments where my desires do not match my actions and I walk into the dark shadows and don’t feel that your heart’s breaking.

Moments when I realize that you chose love but it did not favor me.


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