The search for comfort
A land that can elude me once I lie down in it
Like a blanket that is pulled away from atop the sleeper, the land is pulled out from underneath me
The land of Comfort
Whether it's at home, with friends, in successful achievements; the pursuit never ends.
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Comfort? Comfort? Where does it lie?
I've found it in the calm of the day
The rising of the sun
As the day has just begun
With the light breaking over the horizon
The waves of calm washing over me as the waves of light bathe me that were risin'
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At times when I've felt down
And have felt that there is no one around,
Nobody to understand, or who would be willing to reach out and extend a hand
Family and friends would be there to provide love and care
They could not pretend as they're concern for me is purely genuine
I was surrounded with love
Given pats on the back with hugs
Wrapped in arms
Protected from harm
Though the pain that I felt in my brain
May have been driving me to anger, but never insane
They would come in
Like a donor, provide me with serotonin
With the pain subsiding, they would help bring me back to regular states of happiness, with an influx dopamine
Giving me the courage and energy to stride forth, to get back on the world's stage scene.
So, whenever I've been down in the dumps, angry at the world, and felt like the invisible thousand cuts that have me hurt
I have a tight-knit community for me to turn to for comfort
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In success, I have to press forward
If one things fails
I just can't get up and bail
I shouldn't always give myself a false reward
I have to hold myself accountable to my own accord
I need to accomplish
Cause the world will not magically bend to my whims as I wish
Fear... fear of becoming compliant
Not the fear of never being defiant
The fear of no longer developing growth
I would loath to become inert like a loaf
Of bread becoming stale and inert
The energy inside of me, I need to convert
My power and thought into actions
To gain traction
In the direction I wish to go
In the direction I wish to grow
Since if I don't I'll be doing myself a disservice
Not living up to my own attainable standards would upset my nervous
System to the point that the doing nothing is painful
Allowing myself to fall into despair would be self disdainful
Fixing the hole in my bucket, I need to collect
My self discipline along with respect
Affirming myself by telling that I believe
Confirming with myself when I achieve
Success is so grand
Attained by our hands
Sure, everything didn't go to as planned
Yet, comfort is a unique and mysterious land
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Comfort, where does it belong?
Comfort, have I been finding it all along?
At times I search deep within myself, like when I listen to a sad song
I reflect on the times in which I've been wrong
And give closure to the past, so I can move on
Comfort, it escapes us yesterday that's gone
Comfort, it finds us, like a new day that dawns
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Comments (4)
"Comfort. It finds us, like a new day at dawn". Such a beautiful ending to this poem. And the pictures you chose were wonderful!
Great poem about comfort!
"Like a donor, provide me with seratonin," love it! Great poem.
Many great and wonderful insights and thoughts in this poem.