Apostrophies (Exploration)

image by Fionarose (deviantart)

Pieces of the puzzle
Slices of the pie
we open apostrophies
with the squints of our eyes
dot the lines
that paint the eyes
cater to streets
where shadows mourn
the crucified self
we cry old spirits to sleep
Teasing between our teeth
The knitted wool
Of the fear which plans to Seize us
I am short,
and tall once more
One minute high
forever small
Inching to the freedom
Graves lie where selves once used to be
In between
A folded me
I miss myself
Old crooked grin
The way i loved the soul within
It's simple self
The slip
of a soul that
was denied
It's Columbus.

Greeting greatness

Image by Slatkatajna

How do we motivate ourselves when we're down? When our self esteem has shot to pieces. We can think of the great ones that have gone before us, model their behaviours and the methods they used to get to where they needed to be. We can think of those that have failed us and the glorious Polaroid expressions on their faces when we do succeed, or we can think of our family and those who support us. Most importantly we have to think of us and remember exactly where we see ourselves a few years from now. The image, the vision, the actions. What you do now will define where you end up in years to come. It's up to you what actions you take to set the clock in motion, greatness isn't sweet words.