Ryan Lee Morris Poems

Insecurity in myself and lack of self esteem caused me to place the expectations on others.
I hoped they would fill me up.
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I wake up every morning.
I sit waiting patiently like a little child.
Waiting excitedly.
I hear movement.
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Substance is not divinity.
It is a creation of divinity.
My substance is my creation.
Is it substantially good?
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He screams at me in my own voice.
Dismantling my being thread by thread.
While inside I cower to the deepest depths of my soul.
I rage, yet I am gentle.
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I am a seeker,
A seeker of truth.
Although I did not know this, until the day.
The day of my fall.
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My inner light and my inner darkness.
My positive and my negative.
In the center, my neutral or balance.
My peace, will not allow my scale to tip.
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The heart, can only be as open as the mind.
The mind, the creator of my world.
Not the world, but my world.
The mind, building walls.
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The smile returned upon it greeting,
The word exchanged upon it's meeting.
Spiritual gifts versus, the meeting of the minds.
Which do I try to control more?
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Running.
Running out of steam.
Running out of time.
Running into a wall.
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My beautiful hello.
She greets me with her sunshine smile.
My day begins.
Haven't felt the sunshine in a while.
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