180 degrees can change my life
as i sit here stabbing the air with this knife
should i turn around and end it now?
or continue this life beneath this frown?
Well, some say yes
and some say no,
but I’m here to tell you
it doesn’t matter which way you go.
‘Cause you all end up
in the same place,
in the same time,
face to face with the thing
you may deem divine.
And that’s God.
God is the magical one,
the mysterious one,
the one that may seem to be having
all the fun.
He’s playing with the puppets,
and you’re the one
that’s doing his wishes
and not having fun.
But I’m not here to tell you
what’s false and what’s true,
I’m here to tell you that
you decide what you do.
I’m not here to tell you
what’s right and what’s wrong
I’m here to tell you that
you do belong.
Even though you’re self-esteem
may be gone.
Original Poetry 
April 17th, 2012 at 2:15 pm
The 180 degrees/turn around/stab/knife part is powerful; the difference between life and death less than a step away! I really like the message in this poem about the control we can take over our own destinies. We have more control than we think. Thanks for the insights.
April 17th, 2012 at 9:14 pm
Anytime. That was actually a short poem I wrote in the beginning of the site. You should check that one out (180 degrees) as well as (360 degrees)
April 19th, 2012 at 11:05 am
180 degrees part one is a heavy poem