I open my eyes and look around at the place I am at… I analyze it
I realize it is not the place for me to be
I see More

so I look up

past the darkness, past the pain, past the hurt, past the rain
Clouds that keep me over cast, threatening down pour upon my poor soul
I pray this storm brewing, stewing within, wouldn’t catch me unprepared. Its weird I know
But I got this feeling that this ceiling I am under
will protect me
then I think.

And in my final deduction I realize this construction of …bad habits
My ugly little rabbits that hide under
Will keep me locked in a jail spelt fail forever protected from the… Rain

So I get up from where I’m laying, staying, delaying, always saying…I will
but never willing myself to… do and

I do the impossible

I stop this emotional war. All my battles are won
Get up off this mental floor
Reach for the door that opens to … ME. Beautiful and alive
Cause whosoever said that I was GREAT… was Right… Is Right… and will always be Right
I am!!!

But wait, don’t put your hands together just yet. Listen… Listen to the calm
It’s the way our universe applauds
a new Me

– by Nhojj

This is my contribution to the world of spoken word.  The ability to use words to for rhythm and the sound of the words as well as for the images and pictures that the words themselves create has always fascinated me.