Skip to main content

The Detour




The sign says turn left,
but yet I take the right
down a different road
I travel everyday and every night

I see other people along my path
Their happiness seems to abound
Yet every once in a while
I get the sudden urge to turn around.

There are signs warning, giving cations
Pressing forward we disregard everything seen
because at my young age I believe I know more
even though that sounds obscene.

Occasionally I see a glimpse of those who turned left.
Driving a different path than mine
There seems to be a glow about them
instead with us, we seem just fine.

More signs telling us to turn left
Some of us take the sign
But no, sadly not me,
For sometimes I am too stubborn in the mind.

I takes a shattering fear,
an earthquaking rumble,
to cause me to look up and notice I know not where I stand,
and that makes me tremble.

Where is the nearest place to turn around?
Return to stable land?
How do I do it, when all those who turned left
Know exactly where I chose to stand.

Then I see it. What I've been looking for.
The warning signs that were there all along
To keep me heading in the right direction
before I was too far gone.

You see, none of us can be gone for good,
Because no matter the detour we take,
intentional or not,
there is only so long, happiness we can fake.







Labels

Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Your "Thoughts and Prayers" Are Bullshit.

Yes. I said it. I also thoroughly agree with that statement. Here's why. As I've been going through pretty huge and life-changing medical problems, my family has been physically nowhere near me. Granted my intestine decided to swell up in Saskatoon, which isn't convenient for anyone. It's given me so much time to think, in some scary and painful moments. Let me preface this by saying I'm not a religious person,  However from what I know, God, helped those in need, he didn't just pray for the sick,  he visited them, and he served them. Let's imagine that when that blind guy came to he Jesus, Jesus said, "You're in my thoughts and prayers" and then left. That story would have turned out very differently. We all do and say things in our lives almost out of habit. Like think of how many times you've said "Hey how are you?" and not actually listened for the answer. Lots, I know. I do this ALL the time, and I'm working incr...
2 comments
Read more

Summing it Up Through Songs

As always I like to sum up the year, month by month.. however that post comes the first day of January. Look for it.  Today, I will sum up the biggest part of my 2013 year through music lyrics of songs that I feel have touched me, inspired me, or reminded me.  Enjoy.  I heard the doctor, but what did he say, I knew I was fine about this time yesterday.- Ben Rector, When a Heart Breaks.  If you're lost and alone, or you're sinking like a stone, Carry on. - FUN, Carry On. It's time to defy gravity- Wicked, Defying Gravity  It's the way you do the things you do that make me fall in love with you- Rocket to the Moon, Dakota  It's okay not to be okay, sometimes it's hard to follow your heart. Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising, just be true to who you are- Jessie J, Who you are. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, what doesn't kill you makes you a fighter- Kelly Clarkson, Stronger You can't carry i...
1 comment
Read more

To the Moment When I Thought I was Dying

"This might be it." "Breathe." "I know it hurts, but breathe Shay. You need to breathe." For a moment I start to forget how important oxygen is, it’s like my body stops caring about breathing, it hurts too much, and it’s way too much work for the little o2 that’s coming to me. My body starts to comfort itself, things are going tingly, dark, and I’m getting cold. I can feel the laboring slowing down. The pain increases again, my eyes start to close, and my feet are completely numb. I feel a cold tear drip down the side of my face as my world slips into darkness.   "No."   "Wake up."   "This isn’t it for you." "You aren’t going like this."   I force another painful breath in.   "Ouch."   I could go on, and in more detail, however for the sake of my very terrified brain, that's the only piece you'll get from my journal. That came the second night I was...
Post a Comment
Read more