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“Me in Four Words” written and read by Drew Willis.
1/25/24 – 10:55 AM
What is it about “more now” that is so difficult for me to escape?
It's a fly in my ear, an itch I can't reach.
I ner' err' on the side of conservative actions.
It's a voice that won't concede the microphone
Even when the outcome is a certain negative.
The voice of reason is consistently silenced.
A voice others hear so clearly and heed as wisdom.
My sorry reality is stuck to pay the price
for childish impatience and impulsivity.
Such has always been my life.
These fleeting lines last longer than I anticipate,
but hey, at least I'm writing for “me” again.
And just who am I?
A long list of negative self-beliefs,
or a lost wonder of compassion buried beneath that list?
I'd like to believe the latter.
At least someday I'll look back and read this thinking,
“I used to be so creative! What happened?”
No harm can come from reading the Dalai Lama's book,
but how much help can come from more words on more pages?
I've written enough for a book over the years,
A lot of good that's done me...
Reading books alone in a room won't free my suffering
or addictive self-isolating behavior.
The sticker on my dresser reads: “Let that shit go.”
“Freedom over
Fear” AND SO ON...
Is it more or less I need in my mind
to fend off these demons of habit?
Vape in... Vape out...
The classic meditation.
Hurry up and wait... That's me in four words.
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