2nd | Stress

A little piece I did once, when I felt artistically bumbed. Hope you enjoy!

For the first time since forever,
I'm starting to feel like I don't have what it takes,
for goodness sakes what does it take to catch a holy break?
And even if I did, I couldn't climb out of the mess I call today.

Thoughts of hardship, thoughts of doubt, thoughts of living without what I love to do,
Just because, most of the time, you don't understand my mind,
that doesn't make me any less of an artist, or you any less of an observer.

For the first time since forever,
It's not the artist questioning the brush,
It's the brush questioning the artist.

For the first time since forever, I'm back to where I was.
For the first time since way back then, I'm falling into the same old traps again,
These are the times when I feel stressed, these are the times when I feel depressed,
Is it true that there's a way out, or is that just my optimistic nature speaking?
But I just can't help but to be peaking, over my shoulder just to see if things we ever actually any better yesterday than things are today.

But still I find hope,
But still I find joy,
Even if it's just from feelin' coy!
Boy you can't put me down,
You can't put me out,
There's no way I can live without the love of being loved,
and with that love I can live without doubt, man I'm over the drought!
If there's a will there's a way, and I most certainly can get pass today,
Because if there's a Father in Heaven, than truely: All is right with the universe.

If you've never heard his music before, maybe you wouldn't see ANY similarities with the above writing and any of John Reuben's music ... However, if you did notice similarities -- you can tell I'm inspired by his his music and am a fan.

Posted in: Poem