Monday, October 28, 2013

Poem

Be very careful,
don't hurt any one's feelings.
Pat on the back, you did it alone
and then the hiding , oh you can't anymore.
alone in your house, alone with your thoughts
can not hide from yourself
and the scared little boy inside.
its your mirror, man, its your face staring back.

too late, too late, you have done it now, just another could have been, should have tried,  but you listened to the know- it- alls.

listen up!
a cloudy day reveals nothing, but the new day shows it all. how scared are you anyway?
Scared.
And it transfers to everything in your life, but your short sightedness has cancelled all of it out.
Just another
living a lie
Join the masses!

Give the day a good look.

and outside with your friends, holding your lukewarm beer, leaning on your white fence, you tell stories about what was but what really wasn't at all. What a superhero you are.

They know nothing, they love the stories. They wish that they were you. You grin and swallow deeply. scared little coward.

You know it though, all of it.

Shameful.

All About Being a Lifer

What's a Lifer? Someone who isn't in to something for just a day, a month, a year...it's for life. Whether its training or your family or your job...it doesn't matter. You work at it, you build on it, you see the big picture . You don't miss workouts because it means something to you. You are like a Shakespearean actor- no matter what is going on in your life, you block it out when it's time to train. You walk into the weight room and all else disappears. Worry about it later.