Half Asleep Ramblings

What if we lived in a world where doors disappeared?
Seamlessly blended with walls as soon as they were closed.
You’d have to remember where you came from.
And how that helps you leave again.
Would you remember the doors?
Or stay in the room, defeated?

The Fight

The world is a dark place.

Sometimes you wonder if Thanos was on to something.

Maybe Daenerys was justified.

After all, the evil in this world seems to have pervaded every aspect of humanity. The government oppresses the weak. Leaders of the church abuse those who they swore to protect. Brothers turn on brothers for their own gain. World leaders murder their own people over who they love and call it morality. Political systems are built to increase the power of the few at the detriment of humanity itself.

But just as the dark seems to have won, just as the last few specks of light seem to have flickered out, you see them.

Children rising up and demanding change in the name of a better future.

Women coming forward to testify on the horrors they’ve endured at the hands of men with the hope of gaining an equal ground.

Corporations donating their tax breaks to the protection of our world.

Men with their husbands and women with their wives showing the world that love is love and only light can come from love.

What Thanos didn’t see, what Daenerys was too blinded by her own ambition to realize, was that humanity becomes the strongest when the darkness closes in. We gather together and fight for the lives and dignities of all people in all places of all walks of life. Together, as one species, we stand up and tell the darkness it won’t win. We look in the eyes of the evil and let it know it has met its match.

So even though the powerful voices in our world tell only of the darkness and our powerlessness to defeat it, we rise together and prove that we can.

Humanity is one. And we are bringing light to defeat the dark.

I’m Tired

I’m tired.
I’m tired of the the fight,
the constant struggle.
I just can’t seem to get it right.

I’m tired.
I have clawed my way out
one too many times
from this canyon that keeps appearing.

I’m tired.
My mind plays tricks.
My heart falls deeper.
My soul is crushed beneath the weight

I’m tired.
The back and forth-
It’s killing me.
From laughing to weeping in one fell swoop.

I’m tired.
Always masking the pain
even though they know.
The play is too much to handle.

I’m tired.
Waiting for the end.
Hoping it will come soon
yet fearing that my hopes will be answered.

I’m tired.