I want the bliss

I want the bliss…. © Daran Pratt
06.01.06





I got so scared that I couldn’t move
Stuck in the rut
Thinking I was in the groove
Life outside kept going by
And I stayed the same
Buried under the weight of shame
With guilt, the bread I put my life spread on
The pillow that I rested my head on.

Now there are new ways to explore
New directions
By the score, new hope, new faith
But the fear is still there
Which makes me want to change,
Makes me want a different score
As soundtrack to my life,
I want the bliss.

Yes, now I see it all waiting
Patient, for me to
Catch up and take it
Positive attitudes, exciting new latitudes
Glasses half full and friends for the taking
No longer bowing my head as I walk
No longer mumbling my words when I talk
Letting people see who I am
I want the life.

Yes, I’ve been guilty of
Letting myself die,
Of not being able to look folk in the eye
Nodding and scratching and scraping
Just to get by, not being able to simply cry,
But I am giving up on poisoning my world
I want the gallantry, and the respect
For myself,
I want the spark.

It’s like this from now on,
Are you going my way?
If not then please just step out of my way
Because around you or through you
Or over the top of you, I’m moving ahead
And I’m not going to carry you
Take my hand if you like and we can go together
Or stay where you are and
Watch me get better,
Either way know, the days of me lying down
And letting you fuck me, are over
I want the whole of what life has to offer.