(0) The Fool

My best friend once said,

Lying in her non-traditional bed,

“You take a leap of faith,

With your intuition.”

Yes, I embrace

Subtle whispers yield fruition

But more so, I listen

To a silent, rushing, sound

Skin thickens,

As my feet leave the ground.

Pounding blood, vein to faith, it pours

My spirit, finally soars.

It’s simpler to digest a situation

Home, work, an idea in gestation

Than your own indignation.

Allow me to tear some walls—

We fear our own faults

More, than who we truly are.

It’s that much harder to start

When we anticipate downfall.

Hiding scars,

Pushing down darker parts,

Never gets us far.

Staying in this place?

Restricting ourselves in this way

Is what keeps us rooted to pain.

Something happened, way back,

Killed our dreams. Now we lack

The spine to attack

Seize and celebrate, clap clap

I mean... why

Do we hold back?

It starts with that leap of faith.

Staring down the cliff

Yet feeling safe.

Leaving behind your hate,

Primarily for yourself, when in ache.

You are allowed to frustrate.

But don’t use it to derail

Off the tracks, impale

To doubt you wish depreciates.

Spark your own fire.

Screw others, YOU inspire

Your dreams are real, are just

Grab with both hands if you must!

Throw it over the edge,

Force you to follow or lead instead

Even if you can only pretend

To ignore

The voices in your head.

Look to the sun

Drop off, or start with a run

Let reality come from what you’ve spun

Feel weightless, as you become

Free. Drop your bags,

Let it go, along with plight

It’s not much of a fight

Than a meal you’re jonesing to bite.

That leap is scarier than it feels

For many, what does it even mean?

When freedom isn’t something you’ve seen.

However comforting the past be

Nothing, more satisfying,

Than yourself taking the wheel.

N.Vs