Filling The Void - Poem by Robert Burgan
There's a world out there that holds your entire life in its hands. Within the grip there is devastation, constant change and a gaping void that needs to be filled. Filling the void is up to you, you always have a choice.
"Hang no labels around your neck, don't let anybody dangle halos over your head, you're not weird, you're a more unique version of them"
The void will consume you before you consume it. Activity, friendship, creativity, anything that keeps you in touch with who you are can be nourishment. Make choices, don't fear yourself.
Within the hands of the world you can be limitless or contained, fill the void, don't become it.
Winds of change create thunderstorms. Making waves create undertows. Setting fires makes the present tense burn. Ignite your past but don't forget to dig through the ashes and find the meaning behind every storm, every undertow, and every fire. There are answers.
You are the grand scheme of things, a future painted beauty. Small attainable goals get you from point A to point B you have an entire alphabet ahead of you, be each letter. Create words with actions, create actions with words but know the definition before you prepare verbs. Answers are questions, definitions are goals, and souls are endless. Eternity is the playback button that you can't control. Acceptance is a clear path; you are the nominee accepting humble rewards. You can afford your happiness no matter how poverty stricken you feel in the midst of a personal war.
Everybody's a critic, picking apart the scene. It's easy to live your dreams, stay awake when you witness majesty in the form of simple things. No limits, know your limits. No gimmick can hold your soul within it. An endless war, no way to win it, so avoid the battle and fill the void with passion. Enjoy every single minute.
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