Spectations

A study, of words, in crimson, sometimes blue, rarely yellow.

I am My Own Messiah

A little hope, that is all I have left...

A little hope, that is all I have left...

I under-go a change daily.
My life is a constant struggle.
I cry, I smile, I weep, I laugh.

I hold people’s hands to help them through tough times.
Yet I despise the hand that tries to help me.

I am my own messiah.

I try to open other people’s eyes to the reality, to help them face it better.
Yet I close my eyes to the truth.

I open people’s hearts to the pain in order to let them get over it.
Yet I am far from seeking closure of my own.

I break down walls around people & let them see the world as I want to see it.
Yet I am blind to the beauty.

I help people accept, embrace & explore the things they run from.
Yet I hide in the light from the demons I keep in the dark.

I am my own messiah.
I am my own messiah.
I am my own messiah.

& this is my story.

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2 thoughts on “I am My Own Messiah

  1. Ahhhh… well… at least, you recognize this. Maybe you just haven’t found the right person to completely let your guard down with yet.. You should look for that… sooner or later, we all need a hero to save us from ourselves…

    😉

    Nice blog… I look forward to reading more here.

    • Saba Tahir Siddiqui on said:

      I agree, everyone needs a hero.
      but the question is, does everyone get ’em? =]

      thanku for your time. it’s deeply appreciated.

      & i look forward to your critique on more of my words! =]

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