“Stasis disguised as comfort, when left unchecked, eventually turns into spite.”
Comfort becomes complacency,
When I stop choosing to grow,
When I stop facing my terrors,
Only sticking to what I know,
Complacency becomes unease,
When the days start flying free,
When the question is asked,
”Am I living out my dreams?”
Unease becomes tension,
When truth cannot be fled,
White lies form to take off the edge,
Shaping darker thoughts in my head,
Tension now creating fear,
Delusion distorts what I perceive,
Abandoning those who love me,
Distrusting what I can believe,
Fear becomes paranoia,
Vigilance during peace now learned,
Even in places once felt safe,
Where there is still longing to return.
But paranoia need not become anger,
Nor violence nor control,
All it takes is self-honesty,
”Am I doing what’s best for my soul?”
This is beautiful. For me, it spoke to the fact that we, as the conditioned humans that we are, will not change our circumstances until the pain of remaining the same is worse than the pain of change. The journey that leads us to the realisation that change is necessary goes from contentment, to complacency, to complete despair in the soul . So beautifully expressed. Thank you for sharing.
You captured the push and pull of life and living for your dreams well