Burdened with the giver of this silence,
\ni seek the repose that such haunting moments promise.
\nWhen as foretold, an awaited day arrives,
\nI shall be bold, I shall not go to hide
\nfrom what must be inevitable,
\nwhat must be realized as just another step along this way.<\/p>\n
But the silence deafens;
\nalone I listen to the roar from within, a thousand thoughts
\ncome into focus then go out again.
\nSome are of the past, and a longing for what was;
\nSome are of tomorrow, and wondering how it will be;
\nAnd some are of the present,
\nand how it relates to being me.<\/p>\n
Some are of the helplessness that I’m destined
\nto endure;
\nSome are of the control I’ve not known over
\nthe powers that corrupt,
\nthat place me in predicaments I’m too stubborn to give up.<\/p>\n
And some are of the earth, and where we’ve all gone wrong,
\nAnd some are of the lyrics to an emotionally charged song;
\nSome are of who I am, and who I might have been;
\nSome are of the freedom that I forever seem to need;<\/p>\n
And while some are inspired by those I love
\nand some are inspired by things I fear;
\nsome are hapless, some are forced;
\nsome fallacious, and others here<\/p>\n
But all are of the one thing,
\nand that is who I am;
\nall are thoughts of everything
\nthat makes me who I am.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Burdened with the giver of this silence,
i seek the repose that such haunting moments promise.
When as foretold, an awaited day arrives,
I shall be bold, I shall not go to hide
from what must be inevitable,
what must be realized as just another step along this way.<\/p>\n
But the silence deafens;
alone […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,13,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1717","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-introspection","category-personal","category-poems"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1717","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1717"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1717\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1718,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1717\/revisions\/1718"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1717"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1717"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1717"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}