Scars

I am proud of my scars
They have made me who I am
A better person than I would have been
Without them
I am glad to have endured their agony
I am glad I felt their pain
So I could learn to never submit
Others to endure the same
They taught me to be kind
To empathize

Realizing the person across from me
May be hiding their own scars
Sometimes I can see them
Sometimes I can feel them
I don’t want to cause them any more
Because I know how it feels
All too well

I am proud of my scars
Even though I wish I didn’t have them
They have taught me so much
Empathy
Though sometimes I hide them away
Inside what I try to personify
And present on the outside
Confidence and self-assurance
But that’s not really who I am

I am proud of my scars
Though sometimes hard to endure
They drive and motivate me
They make me dig in and try harder
They are who I have become
And who I will be

I am proud of my scars
And I thank everyone
Who gave them to me


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Never Forget

I remember that day
Like it was yesterday
The day the twin towers fell
I kneeled down to pray
With tears of dismay
For the scene that had just befell

A nation was changed
Our souls rearranged
From what we’d just seen unfold
So many lives lost
Our innocence tossed
Out the window into the cold

On this day years ago
What we did not yet know
Was how such hatred could be
In the heart of mankind
And how some could bind
To commit this atrocity

I remember that day
When I wiped tears away
For so many I had never met
Though it’s been many years
I still shed those tears
I will never, no never forget


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This Will Not Stand

For what purpose to what God that you believe in is this Holy war you wage?
Though I try not to see through blinded sight you fill my eyes with rage
The God that I know does not condone these acts that take your center stage
And He will not forgive this act that took these lives before their age

To the fallen, may we never forget how you were so wrongly taken
Though the days to pass will surly leave our hearts battered and shaken
And though I did not know even one of you
I feel as if I’ve lost a sister or brother
And pray to God that peace shall reign before there is another

In this great land
This will not stand
May God be our guide
And help us keep our stride
As we walk through the fire
May he take us higher
And show us the way
To have peace in the world one day

As the settling smoke stains our tears we can grasp no sense or real reason
As you hide like a coward in the devil’s shadow waiting for hell’s season
But this land you waged war on shall bring the day your evil reign will cease on
A new dawn will rise and spread a glorious light of unity, love and peace on

To the fallen, may we never forget how you were so brutally taken
A new time beside a blue-sky dawn and dreams long since forsaken
And though I did not know even one of you
I feel as if I’ve lost a sister or a brother
And pray to God that peace shall reign before there is another

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Written following the terrorist attack on the World Trade Center, U.S. Pentagon, United Airlines flight 175, American Airlines flight 11, and United Airlines flight 93, September 11. 2001

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Somebody Else

Sometimes I feel sad for no reason at all and I wonder
Is this my pain, or does it belong to somebody else?
I feel it so deeply
But at the same time
I know that it’s not a part of me
Why do I feel their blue?
I wish I knew

Sometimes I feel lonely with friends around and I know
This emptiness is not mine, it belongs to somebody else
I feel it inside me
But at the same time
I know it’s a separate entity
I received it, but from who?
I wish I knew

Sometimes I feel frightened when all is well and think
This is not my fear, I know it resides in somebody else
I feel it all around
But at the same time
I know to another it’s bound
Who does it belong to?
I wish I knew

Sometimes I feel like somebody else…


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Sweet Sadness

Thinking fondly of what once was a gaping wound in my heart
Barely a scar remains now
Time heals all
The pain has all but disappeared, like tears washed away in the rain
Gone but never forgotten
Sorrow palled

Sweet sadness
Sometimes it feels good to remember the pain
Sometimes fond memories can’t be restrained
Sometimes in the end it’s all that remains
Sweet sadness

Sweet sadness
Sometimes it feels like a long lost friend


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Push

Push yourself
Sometimes to your physical limit
Some may say you’re too extreme
Or that you go overboard
They don’t understand
The need to push

Push out the constant barrage of thoughts that swirl inside your head
Except when you push

Push away the confusion you always feel about the world around you
Except when you push

Push away the future scenarios you constantly run your thoughts through
Except when you push

Push out the memories of past mistakes you can never put to bed
Except when you push

Push yourself
It becomes a way to keep focus
It becomes a way to let go
Of what is overwhelming
It’s not that you want
You need to push


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