Expectations, Maybe Someday Poem by James Darwin Smith II

Expectations abased all around
Where the soul
Is never searched for
But an extrovert leap
Each dawning
Of an agony expected
As the naive
Unwillingly play
The sociopath's game


The all fate is planted
The root of conceit grows
Victims become
The very thing that destroyed them
While searching high and low
To fill their empty heart's void


And the skin
The holy temple
Of disciples
Laying in waste
Mental trophies to the narcissists
Smiling on as they pile them up
Day by day by many many days


And the tears of empathy
Fight to love another day
Hiding in seclusion
So tired of all the illusions
And the expectations
So shallowly made
All hope
Seeming so far away


That was me
I was one of them
But I fight on strong
Because I know
Somehow, someway
There will be many
Many better days ahead


The pain of knowing
With bad choices
Certain hearts will fly high
Only to fall and break

It all hurts inside
But it is their choice
I must stand back
Say nothing
Because I would
Be called crazy anyway


But I know deep down
There is so much beauty
Inside each queen's soulful reign
Though not all will rise
Some will fall
And then try to take
Those down who care
About them the most
Only to look down
To look down
At their defeated enemy
In a huge amount of disdain


But what is called ugly
Is more beautiful
Than the conceited
Will ever know


There is going back
Chains of enslavement
Can always be broken
With mind, body and spirit
Working as one
Taking all the negativity
All away


Warm intentions
Never deserve to be hurt
But the sad reality is
Many times
The temperature of hope falls
And freezes over
In an igloo prison
Full of broken dreams

Yet, the sun can shine
Over the coldest of moments
Turning water into divine
As a stream of fortitude
Pours out to an ocean
So vast in opportunity
As love swims in unison


I have foretold many hearts broken
But admit I am never always right
Only when I fallow all of my heart, mind and soul
There is a great chance
This sixth sense grows
Into the reality of it all


I have taken steps back
Because it's hard to take it all in
Anymore things become out of control
Then I lose what situation
I tried to help
And things get worst in the end

I just try living my life
Doing all the best
And listening if need be
But try intervening through suggestions
Only makes continuous disasters
As pride in this situation
Makes the best of intentions
Descend


I am in love with love
But it hurts so much
To have the ugliness
Of redundancy
Rot inside my own head


So I dream big
To destroy the evils of dread
Listening to all hearts in need
Never passing judgement with words
But deep within
I grow tired of seeing
This most vile disgusting
Heart wrenching trend
There is nothing special
About me, truly
I just try celebrating love
In all of its true most
Different kinds of ways


I live admiring
Learning everlasting youthful
Experiences loving away

As hearts never grow old
When hope is around
Gazing in its endless golden gaze

Forever
Loving every yesterday
No matter how
Quiet the days get
Wondering what I did and said


In the end
What is will be the history?
What will time end up saying?


I guess
I must wait it out
Till the end


For now I just dream
Tireless dreams
Of never being judged
So harshly again

Who knows if that will happen?
Pertaining to love
Maybe someday