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Who I am
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I am a poet
Caught and torn between the love that I lost and a hope for a better future
I am the high E, I can’t ever seem to reach
My voice, a constant comfort and betrayer
My soul fears its power
I am a distraught checkerboard
The logic was lost when the curiosity begun
Taunting those who listen and laugh
Amused by some who think me aloof
I am what I am
Spiderwebbed with temptations
Silly spells surround me
Drenching my very wrongs
In honeybuttered misinterpretation
I dream at a speed of humming’s birds wings
And my eyes flicker deadly fantasies
No reception will ever pick up
My finger tips are always cold
I hide behind sweet seasonings
Praying that my brittle internal
Will only overcome, when I choose to surrender
Caught and torn between the love that I lost and a hope for a better future
I am the high E, I can’t ever seem to reach
My voice, a constant comfort and betrayer
My soul fears its power
I am a distraught checkerboard
The logic was lost when the curiosity begun
Taunting those who listen and laugh
Amused by some who think me aloof
I am what I am
Spiderwebbed with temptations
Silly spells surround me
Drenching my very wrongs
In honeybuttered misinterpretation
I dream at a speed of humming’s birds wings
And my eyes flicker deadly fantasies
No reception will ever pick up
My finger tips are always cold
I hide behind sweet seasonings
Praying that my brittle internal
Will only overcome, when I choose to surrender
There's more, there's always more, but this is all I can seem to describe.
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I am the high E, I can’t ever seem to reach
My voice, a constant comfort and betrayer
My soul fears its power
At the first glance I was astonished by the beauty of the wording and it+s strength - until the incoherence or rather the implicit contradiction made me wake up to ponder over the abvious confusion about the perception of who and what the -self- is, which is the underlying motive of the sentence. It is either a funny glitch, or it is a brilliant trick of the pen - by any standard it´s beautiful when you first ponder over it´s implications.
To be more speciffic
When saying
I AM THE HIGH E
one should presume that you really ARE the High E -
One should also presume that you really ARE youre SOUL
which implies, that what you are afraid of is YOURSELF right ?
Nice trick - brilliant mistake that shows how much more authentic inspired writing really is when compared to consciously structured thinking - or really a brilliantly thought through implicit contradiction - I dont really care because it´s brilliantly describeing the fear of the self aniways.
But then - as a psychologist, I am always curious, so if you don´t mind to tell me the truth I´d like to hear it.
My voice, a constant comfort and betrayer
My soul fears its power
At the first glance I was astonished by the beauty of the wording and it+s strength - until the incoherence or rather the implicit contradiction made me wake up to ponder over the abvious confusion about the perception of who and what the -self- is, which is the underlying motive of the sentence. It is either a funny glitch, or it is a brilliant trick of the pen - by any standard it´s beautiful when you first ponder over it´s implications.
To be more speciffic
When saying
I AM THE HIGH E
one should presume that you really ARE the High E -
One should also presume that you really ARE youre SOUL
which implies, that what you are afraid of is YOURSELF right ?
Nice trick - brilliant mistake that shows how much more authentic inspired writing really is when compared to consciously structured thinking - or really a brilliantly thought through implicit contradiction - I dont really care because it´s brilliantly describeing the fear of the self aniways.
But then - as a psychologist, I am always curious, so if you don´t mind to tell me the truth I´d like to hear it.