The Independence Of Me, I Am Free Poem by James Darwin Smith II

Bless me with your mourning
Heart beats so weary
As the emptiness
Holds these feelings
With an iron claw grip
Of a reality that never was
But always wished to be
Under a bright lit morning
Way behind the horizon
With wings made of love
Being blown away
By the winds of silence
In a docile sense of
Going against the grain
Of all reality



Defiant visions
Peek ahead of these abstract views
Carry depths that have never been seized
Search high and low
Far and wide
Away from any agenda
That may curse emotions
Into a numbness
Expressing nothing but words
Cloned by so many
To impress the same
As everything else
Limited and drenched in ignorant disdain



Speak to me with whispers
Use but subtle motion
Be ashamed


All is good
Because I think for my own
In ways I cherish the most
All the while with being humbled
In the good and bad of every single thing



I am trying my best
To understand my own purpose
While these words
Travel outward
In the nomadic spirit
Of searching for
A certain message
That will tell me
That I will no longer feel all alone



Its life
Well mine at this time



Let me take all the blame
For every negative aspect
Thought to be an important role
In my very own humbled survival



To a certain whom or whatever
Did you really think you knew me?
After all this time and effort
Or lack thereof
As I did the best that I could
To adapt to the diligence of all falsehoods
That could never understand anything
I represented or even tried to do so



And if I cry
I will do it
With just myself by my side
Trying to swallow any sort of pride
Walking out
With the most loneliest of strides
While reassuring myself
That all will be just fine



Misunderstand me
Judge in all the wrong ways
If that gives you any comfort
Look away without any effort
Of trying to understand
Anything in that airtight
Bubble of yours
Where the comfort of ignorance
Welcomes you
To stay limited in any so called adventures
As you feel you are so much better than me




Smile, even have a laugh
No tears please
Try having empathy
But know I am much stronger
Than you ever thought I could be
When it comes to my own mentality



I am a lone soul
Feeling not of this world
Trying to adapt
To a place
Where I have always felt
As if I was a stranger



Looking up to the sky
Wondering if I misplaced
In the big scheme of it all




Relax, No need to be any of service
I can do this alone
But feel free to be around
My ups and downs
If there is of course
Any honest purpose
To be around me
Then I will always be there for you




I may be a loner
But these feelings
Are meant to be shared



Tell me
Do you believe in me?
Because I sure believe in you



But for now
My heart it beats alone
All is fine though
I am at peace with my own mind



All I am is just me
Take it or leave


When I write
I feel free
No matter how many sights
That might be seeing


A poet like me
Is never accepted
In a large poetic scene
But I am not an actor
So all is good




I am just free
Is all
Free to always be, me



Independent
That is who I am
That is who I always will be



I always write
In the celebration
Of every direction


I am a poet
And that is something
That no one can ever take
Away from me



I am free
I am free
I am free! ! !


Welcome to the independence of me!