Trevor Schulte Poems

Life is
an interesting thing
containing moments of despair
and others that make you sing
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I take to the open road
giving second thought on where I stand.
For the man who is sure who he is,
lies to himself and beckons recognition.
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Its so hard,
being stuck in the middle.
Its feels like my life,
is a living unsolved riddle.
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We lay there looking beyond life
and onto the future.
So many mixed feelings in me,
begging to be released on account of
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Discernment passes over
my concentrated mind
assuming the next steps
with knowledge that is blind
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Fickle my heart sounds
as its counter remains missing
searching with great intent
bettered through reminiscing
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Waiting for the moment to come
when I can stretch out my arms;
I watch the world pass by
with high-earned ambitions.
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Time slips away as I live on.
So many countless days spent
doing what I thought to be good.
Why oh why couldn't these days
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My heart throbs
in search of its intent
Seeking the piece of the puzzle
for which it was meant
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A puzzle lays before my eyes,
mixed and mingled with no connection.
So many different pieces begging to unite
under a common goal of becoming perfection.
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