0 motivation lost

the energy is absent from my being
while the longing seems deafening
here i wander endlessly lost
unable to do what is needed
to abosrbed by the fear and pain
i'm bound to feeling this longing
for something more than i am
i'm bound to lack the energy
to change into who i could be

0 Steely Blue

steely blue eyes
pierce through me
seeing deep within
a place seldom viewed
revealed and laid out bare

steely blue eyes
penetrate my soul
staring straight through
to a core rarely displayed
ripped open and naked

steely blue eyes
gaze directly into mine
asking intently for a peek
access to what lies buried
dropped walls and exposed

0 fortune cookie #2

"A single kind word will keep one warm for years."

Can a word really have that much power?  Can it really stay with you, always there to bring to the forefront when needed?  I'd have to say yes.  I have always believed in the power of a word.  Two words in particular I have found misused and abused.  Love.  Hate.  They are very powerful words, though often not given the due they deserve.  But all of that is besides the point.

While a single word can hold immense power, a single kind word will not warm me.  In fact, it tends to do the exact opposite.  I'm not sure how it works, but I have an amazing knack for allowing something to fester, allowing it to play over and over until I twist it into something it is not.  I suppose one might say it is a real talent.  For me a single word will plague me for years, caging my heart instead of releasing it.