top of page
Search

Journey

  • Writer: M. Renae Dubois
    M. Renae Dubois
  • Jul 31, 2024
  • 1 min read


ree


I will not be a victim

A road I will not take

Undermining my intentions

False confessions I'm a fake

Decisions made and life is lived

I won't excuse behaviour

That makes me look unhinged and gripped

In psychosis and its power

I will not say it werent my fault

Although I do sometimes pass blame

Theres got to be a reason

Why I am not the same

I've blamed it on my parents

Said it's just my head

But ultimately the real me

Has to lie in my own bed

My bed of fiery passions

My bed of deep ideas

Aware of how I've always been 

Dealing with my fears

Ain't everybody like that?

Perhaps I wish they were

I wish that indeed everyone

Would find their fiery lair

Then like me to accept it

Take care of passions flames

And rise up from the ashes

To create again, 

Again. 

 


 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
Desat

Dissatisfaction its endemic We all feel it, all the time Some will be not quite defeated But for some its end of line Can we ever have our hopes realised And take it in the hand The scope of all our f

 
 
 
Mud is Spent

The sediment of emotionality The dregs of painful past The rhymes I've written about it That make the feeling last To wade through all the detritus  That was caught up in the flood The passion and the

 
 
 
Cleaner

Feeling clearer, feeling nearer To my body's actual soul I'm feeling keener, more familiar With the intent of my goals I have a mission...

 
 
 

Comments

bottom of page