Reinvent

“Let’s flip the coin and start over;
I want you to read this fast,
Like your life was dependent on it,
Because that’s how I am writing this piece;
You don’t really get it
And I don’t blame you for that,
A calm and composed,
No nonsense guy,
Berating like a wannabe rapper,
It’s hard to believe, I know,
Harder to even imagine me in this,
Don’t worry, I do have a fix,
It goes like this;
I tried and tried to find meaning in things
To look at possibilities like I was doing back then,
Back when I was down and vulnerable,
Lost and forgotten where smallest of things
Got the longest of times, leaving me confused
And terribly, terribly surprised,
Making me wonder time and time again
About the long lost epiphanies they could all be,
I would run it down in it’s original manifestation,
Word by word like a reverie, seeping in slowly
Buying the entire story, am I writing
Or am I actually living it, I would wonder back then
As I finally completed the piece,
Fixing a part share of an empty void within,
The piece was truly for me and me alone,
It felt right, every time I read it
And oh boy! I did read it on repeat,
But somehow with time
And a comfortable life, the very eye
Seems undulated and the pieces
In disarray, there were many trials
But very few satisfactory pieces,
It felt it wasn’t for me anymore
As I was only left with memories of the past
And nothing in the present;
I distanced myself
More and more from the pieces,
From the writing that I so adored
Until I thought it was enough,
It was time to take matters into my own hand,
Time to feel that my life was dependent on it, again,
That’s when it struck me,
That all I had to do was to turn the page over
And start true, first with myself
And then you, finally letting the invisible
Safety valve out loose,
That’s when I decided to flip the coin over
And write this. Period.”