**L **ying so easily under your breat H

**Y **ou are too deep in the beas T

**I **magine a life without this forbidden clo **U **

**N **ow is time to be hones T

**G **ive it time and avoid their abas H

Walking along the paths that we take during this life always seem like the most difficult of roads. Always the rockiest, most overgrown, unwelcoming and even deadly trails we could ever seem to take. Thus we begin to, as every human does, backtrack. It keeps us safer we assume. It keeps us comfortable knowing we can simply put one heel down firmly turn on it and begin walking the other way. Hence going backwards in our journey. Never progressing to true self accomplishment. I think if we all realized this one simple thing about going along these treacherous paths is that simply, we need only to walk backward except still towards the goal. Plant your heel firmly and turn on it just like we usually do, except, make sure to keep your eyes behind and your body going backwards. It’s an analogy for what I believe to be a great practice. Keep progressing, while always keeping where you have come from, your origin, in the mind’s eye. It’s very important to keep bad habits like conpsrason of yourself to other people out of the picture because it puts your past self and past mistakes in the forefront of your mind so all you can compare to is that.

I apologize it’s not a poem I simply cannot write a lick of poetry, but here’s this rambling tangent of an essay as one might call it.

Backwards she scooted until she straddled and then backs into me and down she went. She liked the smell I hated it. I loved her I thought butbwhatbinlived was pain. No good thanks. Take your knife and go. She couldn’t go with anyone else in the house. Go up on the rooft through the hole in the kitchen. And stay up for a long time. I can’t go with you in here. She used to be so beautiful when she came in the bar and I thought she was a goddess dream. She was the dear mother I thought I needed. Me so lost and looking for salvation.

Dreams of hope and sacrifice Ready for what comes our way Another day the world spins When am I going to travel back in time Knowing I am going to die soon Can I go backward in life Am I good enough to do so But were is the backward life going to take me

The clock rewinds, backward in time. Universe black, cold empty. Nothing here, just darkness, there’s plenty. Space and time never to end but messages through the heart, we still send. As far back in time as we can get, when light and dark had first met. We may rewind but we’ll reach no end, for as far as you go, you will regret. There’s no turning back, for the universe is far and wide. Forward and backward may not collide.

To see the sky Being up so high makes me doubt the value of being the one on the ground They don't know what it's like or maybe they forgot others have felt this too It's not new People look in from the outside a place where people can think its soothing to ignore the starving We prefer a world of beauty without horrors which is why If you see me I'll be turning a blind eye Goodbye

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as i walk down the path

• the one i had paved for myself with all of the sleepless nights spent working on math. i am almost to the end, to reach my success and as i turn to look back at all of the things i've left behind. my eyes become a waterfall, but i think im happy nonetheless a familiar touch brushes my hand, and i find myself in a bind is this all really worth it, to leave you behind? i want to go back to us spending an indefinite amount of time while i admire you in my words of rhyme i'm not ready to let you go, no not for this because if i became successful, for the price of losing you i would throw it all away, and chase after you, trying to undo all the damage i've done, blinded by ambition to posses your love has become my only mission the path i had once walked down religiously it seems i no longer want to write that symphony so i start towards you almost like i have nothing to lose but when i weigh the pros and cons success only stands in bronze. and there is something i want more, darling that is you so let me atone for my sin because now i know you are worth more than any cheap "win"

The reverse of forward But is it the wrong way? Forwards, still, backwards Life is simple this way

One step forward 400 years back So tired of this threadbare treadmill Never getting ahead My stone heavy legs rubbed smooth Knowing the rhythm by heart Yet stumbling over the steps Making room for anyone but me Careful about stepping on everyone else’s toes So tired of dancing the follow Never the lead Stepping back Back Into the wall Falling lost into the wallpaper

Failing It’s not a choice But trying again is

Trust It’s not easy But something you have to work towards

Fear It’s something you face But not something you have to give power over you

Peace It’s free But it can’t exist at the same time as anxiety

Crying It’s not embarrassing But you being strong by letting the emotion out

Comfort It’s sometimes hard to gain But we take it for granted when we do have it

Rain It’s dark But it brings the rainbow right along with is

Forgiveness It’s difficult But don’t let your anger hold you back

Life It’s not easy But it’s beautiful all the same

So don’t be afraid to fail or to trust Walk on the fear Accept the peace that is waiting Cry when you need to Enjoy the comfort you have Dance in the rain because you know what follows Forgive and free yourself from resentment And be grateful for the amazing life you have been given