Mindless Searching

Poetry, thoughts

My mind’s been blank.

What more is there to say.

I try to find every possible way,

to escape.

It’s like I’m floating through time.

Stuck in a real low frequency vibe.

Hanging on for the ride,

until I die.

In the meantime I get bored.

I always want something more.

I search and search,

but there’s nothing new behind the doors.

So I spaz out in the moment.

I really start to get going.

Freely falling and exploring,

the knowledge up in my storage.

Then suddenly there’s too much to do.

I have to look around the room.

Responsibility I have to assume.

For the mess as I create total doom.

For myself and others around me.

The sacrifices they make are astounding.

I am grateful they are so understanding.

As I work and drown out my surroundings.

Find time in the day to tune back in.

Listen to my loved ones once again.

Try to engage, play, make everything blend.

To balance the unbalanced series of events.

It’s work more than play.

It’s zoning out in the day.

It’s trying to find the motivation to be okay.

It’s finding the light when you’ve lost your way.

Sometimes it’s questionable.

How much does everyone know?

Is it something that I possibly show?

This life I’m living, I really don’t know.

I think we’re all just trying to do our best.

Some care a little more than the rest.

Some think a little harder when taking the test.

Some want to be the very greatest.

In the end, we all really end up the same way.

What you have now is what you pick to stay.

What you do now is how you’ll be remembered someday.

Choose to live or go astray, the choice is always yours to make!

-Dear Perception

Rebuild the Ruins

Poetry, thoughts

What can I say?

My mind goes insane.

Manipulation of the brain.

I need to watch what I say.

I need to stop before I speak.

I need to listen to what I preach.

It’s a dangerous war, I can’t claim defeat.

I got a lot of people who are looking at me.

And I never say it but I might say it now.

It’s all piling up and I’m falling down.

Some days I feel high up and other days I drown.

Some days I can conquer, but I’m not right now.

If we could all be honest, without judgement.

I could speak up just a little more on it.

I could try to help everyone overcome it.

I could lay it all out for the public.

That I’m learning to accept myself.

That I’m learning to forgive myself.

I’m learning things that I thought were too complex for myself.

It’s hard but I want to be a better human.

I will successfully rebuild the ruins.

We can all be okay if we really want to change.

If we’re truly honest instead of loyal to the game.

Who do you see inside your eyes,

when you lay down at night?

When there’s nobody around,

what makes your heart feel light?

It’s okay if you don’t know the answers to these questions.

I’m finding out we’re all just taking chances and making guesses.

There’s not really a manuscript to end up where we are destined.

Lead by our thoughts and decisions taught by our ancestors.

I hear them telling me to remember that I can always do better.

Dear Perception

Sorry Mother Earth! 🌎🌍🌏

current events, Poetry, thoughts

This world right now, is a hard place to live in.

I keep reminding myself, focus on the present.

But time isn’t telling, these feelings won’t fade.

There’s a knot in my stomach, are we gonna be ok?

Close my eyes and breathe out, repeat till I’m sleeping.

Let all my thoughts drown, I’m in way too deep.

And my life isn’t how I want it it be.

So I constantly wonder of the future I can’t see.

This history we’re living through,

I’m in denial.

How did it end up like this?

This nation’s on trial.

And though I’m not here to blame

We should all be ashamed.

How else do you think that anything could change?

When we can’t even find our compassion anymore,

For the people all around us, for my children and yours.

-Dear Perception

Influenced Mind

Poetry, thoughts

I let it overpower me.

It was pulling me down like gravity.

Like I couldn’t escape it,

What a tragedy.

Such a sight to see.

The raging me.

I quieted the rage because it was wrong.

I needed to show that I was strong.

That we all make mistakes all along.

But we can fix them if we wanted to belong.

To a society of peace and kindness.

We can’t all lead the blind with our blindness.

We have to be way more open minded.

We have to give our children better mindsets.

But the brain and the mind aren’t on the same page.

One is pulling me in the opposite way.

My actions are running astray.

It’s time to reset, run away!

If only it was all so easy.

Escape to an alternate reality.

Meditation, that’s what provides clarity.

It helps you reset to live in peace.

I guess there’s some turns along this path.

It’s time to get back on the right track.

Find balance within, no looking back.

I only want peace, what’s wrong with that?

Analyze, listen, repeat.

I’m just trying to be a better version of me!

-Dear Perception

Wandering Mind 🧠

advice, Poetry, thoughts

Learn about me.

Learn with me.

Learn.

Either way, do it with a fire that burns.

Burn it into your brain.

The knowledge is yours to regain.

Asks questions along the way.

Question everything you hear, see, and say.

Question all of our society.

It’s a puzzling reality that people refuse to change.

And when you ask these questions, question yourself.

Are you contributing or are you detrimental?

Do you truly care or just crave attention?

Is what you’re doing really worth a mention?

Have you thought beyond your current situation?

Who’s really looking out for you and me, besides ourselves?

Everyone has some kind of sad story to tell.

I’m not belittling your tale.

I’m just saying we either win or we fail.

We either work or cry and complain.

Or there’s room to do both, just don’t lose your aim.

What do you want from life?

Be honest, it’s time.

Is your current life aligned with your future goals?

Are you living in the present moment while you go?

There’s always so many things to consider and think about.

Really, how do you feel, because that should count!

Listen to your emotions.

They usually talk pretty loud!

-Dear Perception

Rethink your Thoughts 🤐

mental health, Poetry, thoughts

I want to be positive.

I want to calm my mind, quiet it.

Just for a bit.

I want to be peaceful.

I want nothing to affect my soul.

That’s the goal.

I want to be a kind person.

One that is constantly learning.

The desire is burning.

The problem is there’s too much to know.

There’s not enough time for me to divulge,

In endless knowledge, you know?

So day in and day out, I get lost.

Distractions are surrounding us.

Look up.

Absorb your environment.

Connect and thrive in it.

You’re on a time limit.

Do you want to be positive?

Do you want to calm your mind and quiet it?

Just for a bit?

-Dear Perception

Reflection 💭

mental health, Poetry, thoughts

I’m not at my best.

This is hard to confess.

Yet when I look up in the mirror.

I see a fucking broken mess.

There’s things I wish I handled better.

Signs that I should get myself together.

I don’t quite understand the way I operate.

There’s levels inside that I must learn to navigate.

Unlock the triggers that set me off.

The train is wrecking but maybe it could stop.

If I just sit and think of how to calm my mind.

The mechanisms in place don’t work all the time.

They say to breathe in and out and in again.

They say to take a walk, don’t let the demons win.

They don’t deny that the demons lie within.

That’s darkness talking, light must overcome this.

The problem is that darkness there is pretty strong .

He takes the light and makes it seem all wrong.

It’s easy to turn my back when I’m just going along.

Stuck in this zombie stage, can’t get out of it mode.

Is that because I often tend to lose myself.

To try to please the world and save everyone else?

The changes that need to be made start with me.

Make the decision to figure it out and set myself free.

-Dear Perception

Persistence

mental health, Poetry, thoughts

Sometimes my mind’s not right.

So I sit and I write.

With endless thoughts coming out.

Silently but it shouts.

Screaming for change.

Thirsting for anything.

Different.

Seeking but not finding.

Potential is really blinding.

My heart just isn’t in it.

Shut down and abort the mission.

Till the next time.

Should there be a common one to find.

I breathe without thinking.

Same way I operate on a daily living.

Numb.

What have I become?

I’m usually not the one.

To turn down fun.

But now I run.

Shelter in place.

Get out of my face.

I don’t have time to deal with your shit today.

I’m not in the mood.

Yours is killing mine too.

Let’s separate to keep the peace.

Why can’t this be easy?

Strength.

Encouraging it seems to be.

To be the strongest version of me.

Diversions they seem.

To divert the truths.

What’s the use?

When there’s always an excuse?

Persistence.

The drive to avoid the distance.

The time that it takes to conquer and divide.

Is too long so we see some resistance.

Giving up ain’t in my blood.

I’ll bleed out until I’m done.

The reality is that there’s still more.

More to explore.

More to endure.

This can’t be the best version of me.

I continue along the self-realization journey.

I encourage you all to join me.

-Dear Perception

Forever Evolving

Poetry, thoughts
-Dear Perception

I’m forever evolving.

I’m not the same person you met before.

My old persona is dissolving.

I’m becoming someone much stronger.

As the process of becoming me continues.

I realized there’s still so much to learn.

There’s so many other avenues.

Than what I imagined at first.

Simple minds don’t think alike.

My views sure as hell may not match yours.

Raising likes ain’t my goal in life.

I’m not out here trying to be popular.

I have three sets of eyes on me everyday.

Three beautiful spirits, uniquely insane.

I’m teaching them to always find their way.

To be okay with not being okay.

That life isn’t always going to be fair.

The tears will go as quickly as they come.

Play nice, but keep that guard up there.

No need in getting burned, it’s not fun.

Teaching them through my poor mistakes.

The attitude of I know it all.

Haven’t we all gone through that phase.

The reality of being so small.

I’m growing, I’m evolving.

I’m not who you once used to know.

I’m not sure if I know who I’m becoming.

I just know up ahead is a long road!

-Dear Perception

Crucial Conversations 🤭

advice, mental health, Poetry, thoughts

What do they call it when life is stable?

When everything is like those families you see on cable?

Where everything feels “normal” and there’s no interruptions?

The most I have to worry about is waking up in the morning?

Content, at peace, that’s what some would say.

Fortunate, blessed, there are many names.

For the things that I am, but not for what it takes.

To get to this place in the first place.

It’s not about being lucky, it’s not about being fortunate.

It’s about hard work and putting in the effort for it.

It’s about long days and nights, mental health declines.

It’s about understanding it’s another sleepless night.

There’s a lot of breakdowns along the way.

I cry many tears and there’s a lot I have to say.

I speak my mind freely, because I truly don’t mind.

Giving someone a different perspective, being present in time.

I evaluate the world around me, I soak it all in.

Most importantly, I stop and I listen.

I listen before I respond and jump.

I listen before I let my emotions speak up.

I listen to how someone is portraying their body.

I listen to how the words are coming out, loudly or softly?

I’ve learned to listen as I’ve been on this path.

This never-ending train of constant wreck.

I am fortunate enough to earn my way.

Putting in work every single day.

I have a lot of weaknesses I’m figuring out.

I try to find a way to turn them around.

Like why the fuck do I speak so loudly?

And why do I cut so deep when I speak?

Let’s have these conversations with ourselves and one another.

Let’s try to understand a little more about each other.

Don’t be afraid of what others have to say.

Instead embrace the words in your own kind of way.

-Dear Perception